The Court (Dark‐Side mix)

You put your hand up, you make your bid
You got your pictures all laid out in 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 got the healer and the birthday cake
We got the real thing and we got the fake
We 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
In all these pronouncements, I can make out the voice of the 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 bigshot barrister to plead my case
Got my baby throwing up on her chocolate milk
The 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

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