Murder in a Wal-Mart parking lot in New Mexico.

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Based on press and police reports of an incident in Farmington, New Mexico. Clint John, a young Navajo, was gunned down by a cop, and the authorities ruled it was self-defrense.

And Justice for All

A Navajo bites the dust
In the Wal-Mart parking lot
In Farmington, New Mexico,
Shot by a local cop.
The desert air is dry as death,
An angry spirit cannot rest,
Red sky over a shopping mall.
Always low prices, and justice for all.

He was beating on this woman,
The mother of his son.
’Til the cop came up with a billy-club,
A choke hold, and a gun.
The kid in the Chevy covers his eyes,
Four years old when his daddy dies.
Remember that officer, standing tall.
Always low prices, and justice for all.

A one-man judge and jury,
A verdict of smoke and lead.
Young Clint John takes three to the chest,
The fourth goes through his head.
The city fathers shrug and smile,
Self-defense, we saved us a trial.
A drunken Indian had to fall.
Always low prices, and justice for all.

Bridge: It’s a very different story
When a rich man beats his wife.
He sleeps it off in his featherbed,
He never pays with his life.

A Navajo bites the dust
In the Wal-Mart parking lot.
In Farmington, New Mexico,
Shot by a local cop.
Shoppers, better watch your step,
Who do you think they serve and protect,
In a hot and dusty shopping mall?
Always low prices, and justice for all.