Kangaroo Court

Written by Matt Duke/Matt Duke Music Publishing (BMI)

Me as a chess piece made of porcelain
He sitting pretty like he always is
Facing a woman who claims she lost her sight
Played for the masses ? hear the public cry,
“To the death!”
Ladies and Gentlemen, we’ll begin our scene
A trial of errors ? No! ? a comedy...
Keep to the script ? we’ll read it word for word
It’s dangerous to deviate or so I’ve heard

It is not your fault
It doesn’t matter
You say objective? I think I know better
You people keep swapping one agenda for another
Give them what they want
It doesn’t matter
I’m in a kangaroo court

Blood on the floor and etched deep into the walls
Of those that took to pride before the fall
Like rungs on a ladder, you’re a vital part
Bait for snakes no matter who you are

It is not your fault
It doesn’t matter
Think I’m a scapegoat? Think I’m expendable?
No better man would make a finer example
Give them what they want
It doesn’t matter
I’m in a kangaroo court