Redhanded

It happened at the pleasureland arcade
Where fantasies and criminals are made
I shuffled in the pay my browsing fee
And loaded in booth number three
But through the hole what should I find
But a detective of the undercover kind

When you’re caught redhanded
You’re branded a liar
They look down on you
And send you to
The lake of fire

So I decided I’d leave town
Quietly, when no one was around
There came a voice from at my knee
My brother to say goodbye to me
I gave him a kiss
What do you think happened next?
The kiss was taken out of it’s context

When you’re caught redhanded
You’re branded a liar
They throw rocks at you
And send you to
The lake of fire

Picking garbage up off the street
With a dustpan and shackled feet
Oh - society you’ve got me wrong
It’s why I wrote this dreadful song
You pushed a good man to the edge
Why don’t you take a minute
Stop and think
Light a cigar
Pour a drink
While you’re busy I’ll be on my way

When you’re caught redhanded
You’re branded a liar
They’ll throw the book at you
And take you to
The lake of fire

(Instrumental)