Murder In My Heart - Moby Grape

I’ve got murder in my heart for the judge

I’ve got murder in my heart for the judge

Well that bad old judge wouldn’t budge

I’ve got murder in my heart for the judge

Walked into the courtroom,

Know this was gonna bring me down

And that big fat bald representative of justice

And the prosecutor began to frown

I’m sorry, sorry for the things I’ve done

I sure want to change my evil ways

And the judge looked down at me and said

For getting smart boy, gonna give you

More than a lifetime

Murder in my heart for the judge

I’ve got murder in my heart for the judge

Well that mean old judge wouldn’t budge

I’ve got murder in my heart for the judge

Now he said if you look like a man

I will be your friend

Just give me your money

And cut off your hair boy

I don’t want to see your ugly face again.

Murder in my heart for the judge

I’ve got murder in my heart for the judge

Well that mean old judge he would not budge

I’ve got murder in my heart for the judge

I’ve got murder in my heart for the judge

Murder, murder in my heart

Murder, murder don’t take me away

Murder, murder

Murder, in my heart

Murder, oh oh oh

Murder