I wasn't in the room when
the action was going down
I may have been there once
but at the time I was out of town
I'm seeing strange fruit,
they're saying off with his head
One way or another I'll end up dead
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You got the wrong man
You don't understand
You got the wrong man
You got the wrong man
I do what I can
I plead not guilty to
the charges you've laid out on your desk
I know what you're thinking
"Oh yes - this is a DSF"
I think I'm prime ministerial
material but I can't lie to you
So I'm out of the running
But from here in my cell I imagine
Wouldn't that be something
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