Pier 47

 He didn't know where he was going

Off of pier forty seven

He didn't know if he was

Going to hell or to heaven

But you can't escape your fate

Says the man in the black cape

For sorcery and witchcraft 

Always serve their justice 

on time and never late

They told him he'd have to pay for

What he'd done

Stolen some money, even though he had none

Maybe he was tried for armed robbery

But he was holding a pipe not a smoking gun

He never pulled the trigger on no one

He was innocent of murder

But they sentenced him to life down under

As if he'd stolen thunder

From Zeus

They treated him like prometheus

Bound him in chains, 

that's the truth

Said let your daily life be a torment

For the storm was ever raging in the tea cup 

And you know he had yet to meet the sorcerer

Oh sorcerer you hold up

Your arms

And the lightning strikes your palms

And you can split tree trunks with your power

You can make the bravest men cower

And if you say the word they will die

When your justice falls from the sky

They say we live in a land of justice

And crime will have its just desserts

But what if you had stolen for survival

And you had to live every day 

with your face in the dirt