Anthrax - Lone Justice

Lone Justice

There is two kinds, of people in this world
The outlaws, and the lawmen that prevail
The bounty hunters job is on the wrong side of the law
Intentions, of the truth and nothing more
Burn em, clear the streets as he rides into the town,
Cause the nameless ones gonna have some fun
Hes gonna bring an outlaw down
Wasted, its over quick hes nailed em three for three
Then with his squint-eyed grin and stubbled chin,
He rides through history
The jury, in his mind the choices weigh
The trials, if you are guilty you are his prey
No judgement otherwise can change the lust
Thats in his eyes
The sentence, wi will be carried out in stride
No name, like a shadow on a moonless night
Real game, hell be there to uphold
Justice, law and order
And you wi will pay, the highest fee
When the gunslinger takes his piece
The money, its the price you have to pay
When he calls, drop your eyes and look away
The man has taken life to balance scales
Of wrong and right
Existence, each day a moral fight