How dare you sit in judgment Of working girls on the game You're just as guilty your honour Hiding facts behind your fame Dishing out a prison term For what should be their right We want the truth The whole truth, and nothing But the truth Pass the buck with a sentence Learned upholder of decency Dishonored your bench and all who sit on it Paid young girls frequently With your friends in high places Hypocrite son of a bitch The only reason you're still here Is 'cause you're filthy rich