we ve got two kinds here those that bleed the blood and those that work to will it can t believe the big screen there s no justice in the hall we re all criminals waiting to be called we ve got shackles to keep the laws made by men who bought and sold themselves with not a prayer to keep their powers at bay they want us kinder gentler at their feet they say don t step off the sidewalk and don t cross over the line but we ll serve time at night when the light begins to dim when the smoke seems to clear you can say what you want we re all criminals here how many times will the teeth bite the tongue looking for salvage in the damage that s done oh i searched for you every place i thought i knew still we re criminals looking for something to do