Justice Isn't Blind (She Sees Your Bank Account)

Lady Justice stands on Wall Street, scales weighted in gold While the poor man's lawyer waits, watching justice grow old They preach the system's equal, but we all know that's a lie When the rich walk free on money while the rest of us comply Justice isn't blind, she's just counting cash Looking through her fingers at who's gonna last Different laws for different draws When you're born with platinum flaws Justice isn't blind, she sees your bank account And that's what really counts Private islands, private justice, private jets to flee While the public defender drowns in a paperwork sea They bail out billionaires while the poor sit in cells Justice counts the zeroes and the rich never fail One man steals a loaf of bread, they throw away the key Another steals a nation's trust and walks away free They lock up kids for nothing when they're born without the shine But steal a couple billion, man, you won't serve any time Justice isn't blind, she's just counting cash Looking through her fingers at who's gonna last Different laws for different draws When you're born with platinum flaws Justice isn't blind, she sees your bank account And that's all that ever counts White-collar criminals in their ivory towers Writing their own verdicts while the system sours They buy the judges, stack the deck, that game is where it's at While Justice peaks beneath her blindfold, saying"I'm okay with that" In the halls of power, verdicts come with price tags Democracy's on clearance sale and freedom's in a body bag The poor man's truth gets buried in procedural delays The rich man's lies get airtime, media sings their praise One law for the people, another for the crown Lady Justice tips her scales until the truth drowns Justice isn't blind, she's just counting cash Looking through her fingers at who's gonna last Different laws for different draws When you're born with platinum flaws Justice isn't blind, she sees your bank account And that's all she'll ever count They say the law's our compass, but the needle points to gold Truth gets lost in transit while the lies get bought and sold When Justice trades her sword and scales for power and a crown The courthouse doors stay open, but democracy burns down