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A Mean Kind Of Justice lyrics
There s a ring around the moon,
There s a chill in the air.
There s a mean kind of justice,
Coming down coming down.
Angels wring their hands and put ashes on their heads.
There s a mean kind of justice coming down.
It don t ever stop a thing,
An eye for eye, tic for tat.
And I ve never seen nobody truly satisfied like that.
It just rolls around the head eating holes in your heart.
There s a mean kind of justice coming down.
There is a goodness on this earth
That will not die will not die.
It bears all, and seen it all, and still it survives.
I know that we have failed,
But I I ve seen that we can fly.
There s goodness on this earth that will not die.
Oh no, forgiveness never sleeps.
But the devil wants its due and says human life is cheap .
When we give up any hope we could ever change the past ,
Then at last. . .
There s a ring around the moon,
There s a chill on the breeze.
There s somebody with their hands clasped,
Down on their knees.
Angels hold their breath for what might set them free.
There s a mean kind of justice coming down.
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