Presidential Pardon Lyrics

He wasn’t playing baseball

This was a different game

The cops can pick you up

And put three strikes against your name

You’re free to fight for innocence

But understand the threat

At this courthouse casino

It’s a very foolish bet

If you had friends in high places

You’d be above the law

The Presidential Pardon opens up that prison door

Not the black boy from the Projects

But the white guy in the suit

That Presidential Pardon

Must seem a bitter fruit

And every copper knows

That there’s a way to load the dice

So even when they give a bit

You pay a heavy price

You won’t dare choose a trial

Cos there’s just too much to lose

You sign up for the jailhouse

On a deal you can’t refuse

If you had friends in high places

You’d be above the law

The Presidential Pardon opens up that prison door

Not the black boy from the Projects

But the white guy in the suit

That Presidential Pardon

Must seem a bitter fruit

But if you’ve got a pot of gold

And crave for even more

You steal and cheat and swindle

Til you’re noticed by the law

Don’t lose your sleep at night time

When your friends are who they are

The Presidential Pardon

Means you’ll see no prison yard

If you had friends in high places

You’d be above the law

The Presidential Pardon opens up that prison door

Not the black boy from the Projects

But the white guy in the suit

That Presidential Pardon

Must seem a bitter fruit

And now he’s serving time for something else he never did

And he might be out to see some of the childhood of his kid

You can take the seven years

Or there’s thirty on the line

You’re free to go to trial boy

And gamble with your time

If you had friends in high places

You’d be above the law

The Presidential Pardon opens up that prison door

Not the black boy from the Projects

But the white guy in the suit

That Presidential Pardon

Must seem a bitter fruit