The Court (Bright‐Side mix)

You put your hand up, you make your bid
You got your pictures all laid out on the grid
Dug in the garden in the softest ground
Buried everything that you never want found

And the court will rise
While the pillars all fall

We've got the healer and the birthday cake
We got the real thing and we got the fake
You got the ladder, look there is the snake
How my body begins to ache

And the court will rise
While the pillars all fall

You got the money going up your nose
You got the data, don't control where it goes
What you have left is getting down to the bone
Your only memory's on your mobile phone

And the court will rise
While the pillars all fall

Out of this sentence
The ball and the claw
And all these pronouncements
I can make out the voice of law
Out in the market
All our lives are on sale
And the poles are drifting further apart
Recovery cannot fail

Got contingency deals, and they're all in place
Got the big shot barrister to plead my case
Got my baby throwing up on her chocolate milk
A black cap judge reaches for his silk

And the court will rise
While the pillars all fall

We lost the line between the good and the bad
We lost the line between the sane and the mad
Still draw the line across the writing pad
The line of conscience that we never have had

And the court will rise
While the pillars all fall

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

So many are reaching for it (oh, oh, oh)
So many reaching out for it
(You know that justice is blind)
So many are reaching for it (oh, oh, oh)
So many reaching out for it
(You know that justice is blind)
So many looking out for it (oh, oh, oh)
So many looking out for it
We know that justice is blind