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William Zanzinger poor Hattie Carroll
With a cane that he twirled his ring finger
At a hotel society gath'rin'.
And the cops were called in and his weapon took from him
As they him in custody to the station
And booked William for first-degree murder.
But you who disgrace and all fears,
the rag away from your face.
Now ain't the time for your tears.
William Zanzinger, who at twenty-four years
Owns a of six hundred acres
With rich wealthy parents who and protect him
And high office relations in the politics of Maryland,
Reacted to his with a shrug of his shoulders
And swear words and sneering, and his it was snarling,
In a matter of on bail was out walking.
But you who philosophize disgrace and all fears,
Take the rag away face.
Now ain't the time for your tears.
Hattie Carroll was a of the kitchen.
She was fifty-one old and gave birth to ten children
Who carried the dishes and took out the garbage
And never sat once at the head of the table
And didn't to the people at the table
Who just cleaned up all the food from the table
And the ashtrays on a whole other level,
Got killed by a blow, lay slain by a cane
sailed through the air and came down through the room,
Doomed and to destroy all the gentle.
And she never done nothing to William Zanzinger.
But you who philosophize and criticize all fears,
Take the rag away from your face.
Now ain't the time for your tears.
In the of honor, the pounded his gavel
To show that all's equal and that the courts are on the level
And the strings in the books ain't pulled and persuaded
And that even the nobles get properly handled
that the have chased and caught 'em
And that the ladder of law has no top and no bottom,
Stared at the person who killed for no reason
Who just happened to be feelin' that way without warnin'.
And he spoke his cloak, most deep and distinguished,
And handed out strongly, for penalty and repentance,
Zanzinger with a six-month sentence.
Oh, but you who disgrace and all fears,
the rag deep in your face
For now's the time for your tears.
With a cane that he twirled his ring finger
At a hotel society gath'rin'.
And the cops were called in and his weapon took from him
As they him in custody to the station
And booked William for first-degree murder.
But you who disgrace and all fears,
the rag away from your face.
Now ain't the time for your tears.
William Zanzinger, who at twenty-four years
Owns a of six hundred acres
With rich wealthy parents who and protect him
And high office relations in the politics of Maryland,
Reacted to his with a shrug of his shoulders
And swear words and sneering, and his it was snarling,
In a matter of on bail was out walking.
But you who philosophize disgrace and all fears,
Take the rag away face.
Now ain't the time for your tears.
Hattie Carroll was a of the kitchen.
She was fifty-one old and gave birth to ten children
Who carried the dishes and took out the garbage
And never sat once at the head of the table
And didn't to the people at the table
Who just cleaned up all the food from the table
And the ashtrays on a whole other level,
Got killed by a blow, lay slain by a cane
sailed through the air and came down through the room,
Doomed and to destroy all the gentle.
And she never done nothing to William Zanzinger.
But you who philosophize and criticize all fears,
Take the rag away from your face.
Now ain't the time for your tears.
In the of honor, the pounded his gavel
To show that all's equal and that the courts are on the level
And the strings in the books ain't pulled and persuaded
And that even the nobles get properly handled
that the have chased and caught 'em
And that the ladder of law has no top and no bottom,
Stared at the person who killed for no reason
Who just happened to be feelin' that way without warnin'.
And he spoke his cloak, most deep and distinguished,
And handed out strongly, for penalty and repentance,
Zanzinger with a six-month sentence.
Oh, but you who disgrace and all fears,
the rag deep in your face
For now's the time for your tears.
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