NowIwillshowhowafewwordscanbemade
Assharpanddeadlyasanybwoy'sblade
Howrunningawaywillnotyousave
Thetruthistherelikeanopengrave
Adefencelessmanisdeadandhisblood'sgonecold
Butthestoryofhisendisgoingtobetold
Youcanrunandruntillyourshoeswearthin
Andhopethatyou'resafe,'cosofthecolourofyourskin
PaulKellyliesdead,andwhoheldtheknife?
Itwasyou,XXXXX,weallsawtakehislife.
TheNewYearwasbutashorthourold
Whenyouandyourmateswere:Oh,sobold.
Youputustoshame,
Butwedidthesame.
Itwasblackonwhite,soitmustberight
Itwasyouwhosaid:"Hehaditcomingthatnight."
Thenyouranawayandweturnedourbacks.
Yousaidwewouldbenextifwebreathedaword
Wetookinyourthreatsthatnowsoundabsurd
SoweclosedoureyesAndtookinyourlies
Nowyourfilthliesburninginsideuslikepoisonandguile.
Butsoonallthes***'sgonnacomeout,soprepareforatrial.
Sowherewillyourunwhen,atlast,youfaceabraveman?
Yougonnarunoncemorethroughthestreets,allaquiver?
Willwashyourselfdowninthedeep,deepriver?
Yow,youngXXXX,whereyouthrewtheknife,
ListentowhatIsayandtakegoodheed:
Youcanwipeyourbloodyhandsinthegrass,tilltheybleed...
Butyouwillnever,nevergetthemclean.