The Ballad of Thirty-Four Counts

In a Manhattan courtroom, where the air was thick and slow A jury held the future of a man we all think we know Once sat in the highest office, with a pen to change the law Now he watched a dozen faces for a single, fatal flaw Thirty-four times the hammer fell, a whisper then a shout Thirty-four times the word was 'Guilty,' leaving no one left in doubt A king without a kingdom, in a court of common men

The history books are turning a new chapter once again The story's old as money, a tale of hush and hide A lawyer and a payment, to protect a powerful pride A star of screen and shadow, with a truth she wouldn't sell Rang a bell of reckoning you can't un-ring, from a story she would tell Thirty-four times the hammer fell, a whisper then a shout Thirty-four times the word was 'Guilty,' leaving no one left in doubt

A king without a kingdom, in a court of common men The history books are turning a new chapter once again The crowds outside were shouting, two nations on one street One saw a righteous justice, one the bitter taste of cheat Now the calendar keeps turning to a date in mid-July While the whole world keeps on spinning underneath a worried sky And the news keeps rolling onwards, of a ceasefire far away

And the sun beats down on Texas, getting hotter every day Some folks build a fortune, some folks tear it to the ground But the same old human stories, they just keep on comin' 'round Thirty-four times the hammer fell, a whisper then a shout Thirty-four times the word was 'Guilty,' leaving no one left in doubt A king without a kingdom, in a court of common men The history books are turning a new chapter once again