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[Smyth, Thorpe] A slap on the wrist and you're free to go Nevermind what what you did was so damn low Took what you want and the prize was yours You got somethin' for nothin'... no one to pay for it Yeah you're free to go You had a job to do They'll loosen the cuffs for you Yeah you're free to go The judge and juries are spinning wheels Moral obsessions hide the truth The man in the black says you got to beware To protect and serve above the law of the land Yeah you're free to go You had a job to do We'll be seeing you Yeah you're free to go Yeah you're free to go Well your job is through We'll be seeing you Yeah you're free to go Aus Songtexte Mania