No time to linger,
They'll point their finger.
I'm like a fugitive, 'cause they're after me, yea!
These exploitations, false accusations,
The judge and jury they won't listen to me.
Well I've had enough of this,
What kind of fix I'm in, I won't confess to,
'Cause I did not commit this crime, no!

There they go, placing all the blame on me.
Won't someone there, wake me from this crazy dream.

Interrogation, why all these questions?
The pressures lingers on in my memories, yea!
Where is the justice, to this ya conflict,
Upon my shoulders lie the burden to be free.
I've got to run and hide, though I've got an alibi,
Someone to testify that I did not commit this crime, no!

There they go, placing all the blame on me.
Won't someone there, wake me from this crazy dream.

Want to see me dressed in chains,
Lord, God knows that I've been framed.
Old time saying back again:
Who feels it know it Lord.. whoops!

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Brand me an outlaw with a price on my head,
Bad-minded people want to cut my natty dread.
Dem perpetrators want my neck in a noose,
And they don't give a damn about hearing the truth.
But I've had enough of this, I say this case dismissed,
Not guilty my verdict,
This crime I sure did not commit, no, no, no!

There they go, placing all the blame on me.
Won't someone there, wake me from this crazy dream.
There they go, placing all the blame on me.
Won't someone there, wake me from this crazy, From this crazy, from this crazy..

There they go..
Over there yonder there..
Backway yea..