Escaped the net in '45 hiding out in South America. Protected by money and powerful friends. Hoping the world has forgotten by now. All the things that you did in the Nazi Death camps. The people that you tortured and killed. You can live you life in expectant fear. Sure some day you'll be made to pay. Chorus:. I believe in justice. I believe in vengeance. I believe in getting the bastard. Man walks over dressed in flashy clothes. With an empty heart and a head full of money. Puts his arm around the lad of fifteen years. Talks sort of close like a long-lost brother. "It's really cool all the pop stars do. If you don't try a little you'd really be a fool. Tell you what I'll do I'll make the first one free. And when you want some more just come back to me". [Alternative version of second verse:]. Loading up the barrels at the warehouse gates. Men in overalls on double rates. Put the stuff in the river and away for a beer. Don't worry too much they don't live around here. And the poison seeps into every pore. Every child's eyes every innocent's sore. Everybody knows behind the closed doors. Kick down the doors kick down the doors. Chorus:. I believe in justice. I believe in vengeance. I believe in getting the bastard. Top-dog fascist gets the boys in the corner. Plants poison where there was just confusion. Walks away scot-free and laughing. Rides on the tide as the cancer grows. And the business man on corruption charges. With millions of dollars in dirty money. Gets a thousand pound fine after months in court. While the lawyers get fat and the law gets bought. Chorus:. I believe in justice. I believe in vengeance.