Lyrics

You just had that whole system against you didn't you From your daddy to the johns To the judges to the jury To your jailors To your jesus-drunk lawyer They all raped you didn't they In their own systematic way Did it all go down In that imperialist hollywood kind of way The deals went down in high high office About your little hooker life You were used by them A little used hole With such a fiery fierce soul I saw it giving the finger To all the fingers that had held you down Of course they killed you The witch hunt never stops