Lyrics Dead Slept Rough - Julia Biel

If you had told them,
This is a story, they would still
Be drain their eyes
They would just think,
That it was fiction
How could this happen in real live
But you got pictures on the news
Is the camera guy alright?
So you, where were you.
While the dead slept rough last night

Just like I hope, you did
The dead slept rough last night

I keep on trying to imagine myself In your shoes,
It can t be easy I know
But I still see no excuse
You say religion is your guide
Well I guess you must have missed the part about wrong an right
Every man has got his pride
That's why the dead slept rough last night

Last night the dead slept rough,
They trust in you way to much
The punishment never fits the crime
You are like a president
Your ego never dent
You are taking a brawl at the end time

Oh, what a witness is,
Knows how sick this is,
The punishment never fits the crime
They that it is consent
There be a true ligment
The paper died from a 45, from a 45