I wasn't in the room when the action was going down. I may have been there once but at the time I was out of town. I'm seeing strange fruit they're saying off with his head. One way or another I'll end up dead. You got the wrong man. You don't understand. You got the wrong man. You got the wrong man. I do what I can. I plead not guilty to the charges you've laid out on your desk. I know what you're thinking "Oh yes - this is a DSF". I think I'm prime ministerial material but I can't lie to you. So I'm out of the running. But from here in my cell I imagine. Wouldn't that be something. You got the wrong man. You don't understand. You got the wrong man. You got the wrong man. I do what I can