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
