British Justice

Kevin at a party
Have a lot of fun
Boozing and a-cruising
Dance with everyone
A knocking at the door
Rat-ta-ta-ta-tat
Harry goes to answer
Harry regrets that
Four villains want to enter
Their invites don't exist
Harry, he gets shoved aside
And Harry don't resist
British justice, it don't exist
British justice, it don't exist
Now Kevin sees the incident
Politely intervenes
Explains that they're not welcome
Quite reasonably, it seems
But the villains then are grinning
All across their evil face
Happy at the panic
They spread throughout the place
Their breath, it smells of whiskey
Their hearts are set on war
But Kevin isn't Harry
And Kevin takes no more
And they are looking to him
[?]
Four baddies and one goody
Well, the odds were hardly fair
Two of them, they hold him down
The other two just kick
And people stand there staring
Caroline, she's sick
They beat him to a pulp
And leave him mangled on the floor
They wiped the smile of his face
And Kevin laughed no more
British justice, it don't exist
British justice, it don't exist
And one week later, Kev returned
We went to visit him
My stomach, it turned over
When I saw the state he's in
His eyes were closed and swollen
His face was kind of scarred
His mother wouldn't even
Recognise him anymore
The rest of us, we want revenge
But Kevin makes a vow
We'll meet him in the law court
British justice will prevail
So, courtroom confrontation
The order of the day
The social worker circus
They had their silly say
Have mercy, your honour
These boys are really good
They're not really evil
No, they're just misunderstood
Your honour was a decent man
Who'll make you walk the line
He just gave them ticking off
And sixty dollar fine
British justice, it don't exist
British justice, it don't exist
Who has mercy on the victim?