Versuri You're Crashing, But You're No Wave

The D.A. is dressed to the nines 
In the mirror he practices all his lines 
To his closing argument, twelve hearts beat in favor 
I?m guessing that he read the morning paper 
The headline reads ?The Man Hangs," but the jury doesn?t 
 
And everyone?s looking for relief 
The United States versus disbelief 
Mothers cast tears on both sides of the aisle 
Clear your throat and face the world 
The verdict falls like bachelors for bad luck girls 
Only breathing with the aid of denial 
 
Case open, case shut 
But you could pay to close it like a casket 
Baby boy can?t lift his headache head 
Isn?t it tragic? 
 
He glances at his peers sitting seven to twelve 
Stacked on one to six the gallery is hushed 
Boys in three pieces dream of grandstanding and bravado 
The city sleeps in a cell notwithstanding what we all know 
Hang on a rope or bated breath 
Whichever you prefer 
 
And everyone?s looking for relief 
A bidding war for an old flame's grief 
The cause, the kid, the cough, the charm, and the curse 
Not a word that could make you comprehend 
Too well dressed for the witness stand 
The press prays for whichever headline's worse 
 
Case open, case shut 
But you could pay to close it like a casket 
Baby boy can?t lift his headache head 
Isn?t it tragic? 
 
Fresh pressed suit and tie 
Unimpressed birds sing and die 
Can talk my way out of anything 
The foreman reads the verdict 
?In the above entitled actions we find the defendant" 
Guilty 
 
Case open, case shut 
But you could pay to close it like a casket 
Baby boy can?t lift his headache head 
Isn?t it tragic? 
 
Case open, case shut 
But you could pay to close it like a casket 
Baby boy can?t lift his headache head 
Isn?t it tragic?