Criminals (T-Bone Burnett)

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