Lonely Man Of Spandau

Lonely isn't the word to use

For a man who's lost the right to choose

So many years upon his head

All of those days of constant dread

Freedom is a dirty word

With four grey walls so absurd

Freedom is so far away

they took the key threw it away

Forgiveness is a virtue

That seems to be forgotten

All is lost in a sea of hate

They can't even seal his fate

Let him go let him go

He ain't got so long to go

The super powers won't give an inch

They got their showpiece in a cage

How can so much pleasure

Be obtained from a man of bygone days

Or perhaps they don't want to choose

The abne and scourge of hatred

And his lonely years

Just goes to prove

Not only the guilty rule by fear

To see a man broken

Without any tears