Died was the road, the moon is spell,
There were seven seas till be sailed,
I'm staying naughty, I'm on city of sin,
Love is a drag, that's a game I'm in.
Come home, the hardest work to do
Before one way to know what's true.

You're the jury and the judge, woh-oh!
You're the jury and the judge, can't fool you.
You make me feel a liar,
You say when there's mold that's fire.
You're the jury and the judge,
You're the jury and the judge!

I'm on the edge of nowhere land,
Being [...] to storm my own command.
I'm a lonely hunter [...] but I know
After the hunt there I go, because
Come home, the hardest work to do
Before one way to know what's true.

You're the jury and the judge, woh-oh!
You're the jury and the judge, can't fool you.
You make me feel a liar,
You say when there's mold that's fire.
You're the jury and the judge,
Feel like being in a cold room.

If you rise and step on me,
Suspicious when [...] reason.
If you rise and step on me
All the time.
Woh-oh!

Woh-oh!

Come home, the hardest work to do
Before one way to know what's true.

You're the jury and the judge, woh-oh!
You're the jury and the judge, can't fool you.
You make me feel a liar,
You say when there's mold that's fire.
You're the jury and the judge,
You're the jury and the judge.
And I know, and I know
(And you are there on fire)
You're the jury and the judge.
And I know, yes I know
You're the jury and the judge.