(Al Stewart)



He walks into the room

He's got a briefcase like a bomb

A smile on both faces

And he call it aplomb

He wants a bite of your apple

Hands you back the peel

He's fresh out of law school

He's got a license to steal



When he offers his advice

You can guarantee

For several hundred dollars an hour

He will see just how many complications

Your life will reveal

He's fresh out of law school

He's got a license to steal



He's an ambulance chaser

A waver of papers

He loves to mix wit hthe movers and shakers

He's taking from them

He's taking from you

Lawyers love money

Anybody's will do

Just take it



He's poking his nose into people's despair

When tragedy strikes he will always be there

Looking so cool

His greed is hard to conceal

He's fresh out of law school

You gave him a license to steal



We've got seven hundred thousand

Attorneys at law

Nobody can tell me what we need them all for

We should throw them in chains

Chastise them and rebuke them

If it doesn't work

We ought to take 'em out and nuke 'em



Blow a lawyer to pieces

It's the obvious way

Don't wait for a thesis

Do it today

Take him to the court of no final appeal

When you're fresh out of lawyers

You don't know how good it's gonna feel

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