I wasn't in the room when the action was going down 

I may have been there once but at the time I was out of town 

I'm seeing strange fruit, they're saving off with his head 

One way or another I'll end up dead 



You got the wrong man 

You don't understand 

You got the wrong man 

You got the wrong man 

I do what I can 



I plead not guilty to the charges you've laid out on your desk 

l know what you're thinking 'Oh yes - this is a DSF' 

I think I'm prime ministerial material but I can't lie to you 

So I'm out of the running 

But from here in my cell I imagine 

Wouldn't that be something 



You got the wrong man 

You don't understand 

You got the wrong man 

You got the wrong man 

I do what I can