Chumbawamba

Justice, injustice
Justice, injustice
Drip feed democracy, and collective amnesia
A cocktail of beatings, imprisonment, and poverty
Bitter medicine, no longer disguised with a spoonful of sugar
The state, its Tory psycopaths and labour apologists are coming clean
The bullies and the cowards are ganging up on us
(There ain't no justice, just us)
The carrots been ditched, the stick works best
Disagree and discover that there's always someone on
hand to beat some sense into you
This is justice
Some would say that justice stings without regard to right or wrong
Some like the Guilford four and the Birmingham six
spent years locked up discovering a justice which was
racist, blind, and unable to admit its mistakes
(Open your eyes)
Some, like thousands of homeless people begging outside
Britains tran stations and sleeping rough on the street
find their justice in a society which criminalizes its poor
Some, like Joy Gardner, died from justice administered
by cops, trying to deport her using the force of law
and the force of violence
Some, who grow up loving people of their own sex,
find that what they thought was natural is punishable in the courst
A bigoted conservatinve hateful justice
Some, like the police, are servants of bullies and
cowards who pay their salaries find that justice never
falls on the shoulders of those wearing the uniform
Justice, injustice
Justice, injustice
Justice is getting greedy, inventing new crimes to punish
(There ain't no justice, just us)
And now justice openly wants to break up the party,
wants to smash the homes of squatters, smash the bones of strikers
Justice is issuing the cops with bigger batons, tougher laws
Taking away your right to silence, and replacing it with a need to scream
Justice is no longer pretending to be just
Justice, injustice
Justice, criminal injustice
There is no justice, just us