Текст песни John Lennon - John Sinclair
John Lennon - John Sinclair слова песни
It ain`t fair, John SinclairIn the stir for breathing airWon`t you care for John Sinclair?In the stir for breathing airLet him be, set him freeLet him be like you and meThey gave him ten for twoWhat else can the judges do?Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta set him freeIf he`d been a soldier manShooting gooks in VietnamIf he was the CIASelling dope and making hayHe`d be free, they`d let him beBreathing air, like you and meThey gave him ten for twoWhat else can the judges do?Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta set him freeThey gave him ten for twoThey got Ali Otis too.Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta set him freeWas he jailed for what he done?Or representing everyoneFree John now, if we canFrom the clutches of the manLet him be, lift the lidBring him to his wife and kidsThey gave him ten for twoWhat else can the bastards do?Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta set him free