Trial

The whole truth, who can tell? I raise my hand and swear (Stick to the facts, stick to the facts!) [Chorus:] I never slap her down, never shout at her Never have a grudge, calm down, understand Tolerant and stuff I never beat for fun, your honour I was such a cunt (Stick to the facts, stick to the facts!) This trial does not make sense The whole thing is a farce (Stick to the facts, stick to the facts!) [Chorus] She was blind drunk, you know the kind I had no choice but to strike, beat her to death She can go to hell for all I care Your honour I'm not to blame, it's only right... [Chorus]