THE GAVEL
Lyrics written and owned by Chantele Delaine
I've learned from Plato and Socrates
That trial defenses are called apologies
Here in my time The Gavel still speaks minds
And it sentences in three's
I have learned to alienate
Mechanized to defend with walls and gates
I see no crime to this serving of time
So why drill faults into mine?
Crito rolled in with getaway car
But I remained, only to be seen between bars
My supper last, right through the tea
Now I fight the urge to emerge prematurely
Only after taxi go do I inhale
But no one was left to break me from jail
I won't be defined for not fighting tooth and nail
I've got keys and so I bail
I've learned from Plato and Socrates
That trial defenses are called apologies
And now I know that they did these things so
I can take leave of row