The Cross - Rough Justice lyrics

We criminalise - your kind of voodoo

Make me sell my soul for the easy life

Sell my mother, trade in my wife

Rough justice - alright - rough justice on the streets tonight

Rough justice - we're the chosen few

If you want to scream, if you want to fight

Better take it to the man with the big house - in white

It's rough justice

Your bleeding heart got a hold on me

Your criminal heart won't let me be

For finer feelings I didn't feel the need

When I'm dealing you'd better watch my speed

Get rough

Rough justice - alright

Rough justice - on the streets tonight

Rough justice - we're the chosen few

Rough justice - somebody loosened my screws

Vigilante man of the neighbourhood

Well I ain't like Doris Day, and I ain't no Robin Hood

It's rough justice

Your criminal eyes - don't cut no ice

We criminalise - don't take no outside advice

It's a real cruel life when you have to lose it

It's a heavy knife, when you have to use it

It's rough justice - it's rough justice