Criminals

I've seen a lot of criminals

I've seen a lot of crimes

Doing a lot of evil deeds

Doing a lot of time

We speak of these men as aliens

From some forbidden race

We speak of these men as animals

We will lock in a cage

But there's one man I must arrest

I must interrogate

One man that I must make confess

Then rehabilitate

There is no other I can blame

No other I can judge

No other I can cast in shame

Then require blood

I see him in the shadows down the hall

I see him in the plaster on the wall

There is no crime he cannot commit

No murder too complex

His heart is filled with larceny

And violence and sex

His heart is filled with envy

And revenge and greed

His heart is filled with nothing

His heart is filled with need

He's capable of anything

Of any vicious act

This criminal is dangerous

The criminal under my own hat