A                       F#  F
Look at me I look at you
A                       F#  F
What the fuck you gonna do?
A                       F#  F
I feel boxed in, well I wanna fight
A                       F#  F
Through the problems in the night
A   B  C  B    C
Whoa-o-o-o     Fight
A   B  C  B    C
Whoa-o-o-o     Fight

A                       F#  F
Hey all ye crunchclots, we all say
A                       F#  F
Fight for the united way
A                       F#  F
Fight together, fight as one
A                       F#  F
Fight forever till we’ve won 
A   B  C  B    C
Whoa-o-o-o     Fight
A   B  C  B    C
Whoa-o-o-o     Fight
A 
Fight

[Hold A chord while bass starts ska riff]

A                    F#
A                    F#

(“American Justice”)
A                    F#            A            F#
I’m walking down the street just a-minding my own
A                    F#            A            F#
In a strange town a thousand miles from home
A                    F#            A            F#
When I’m searched by the man and he says to me
A                    F#            A            F#
That “I am the law” and that’s the way it’s gonna be

B                       D
It’s called American justice
But we know the truth
A                F#
B                       D
It’s called American justice
But what can we do?

A                    F#            A            F#
No matter what’s the truth they’re gonna put you away
A                    F#            A            F#
Push you around no matter just what you say
A                    F#            A            F#
Even though it seems your only friend is the telephone

B                       D
It’s called American justice
But we know the truth
A                F#
B                       D
It’s called American justice
But what can we do?

A                    F#            A            F#
They’re never wrong only mistaken
A                    F#            A            F#
But it don’t replace your rights they have been taken
A                    F#            A            F#
They throw the book away you have been forsaken
A                    F#            A            F#
For the American justice has just been faking
A                    F#            A            F#
If you got not money then you’re just out of luck
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Cause the lawyers and legal aid don’t give a fuck
A                    F#            A            F#
That’s why the jails are full of the poor and the black
A                    F#            A            F#
And once they get out, you know they end up coming back

B                       D
It’s called American justice
But we know the truth
A                F#
B                       D
It’s called American justice
But what can we do?

Outro
A               F#
American justice…