There ain't no more favors to ask There ain't no petitions to pass It's all in the hands-- it's all in the hands-- of the Philadelphia Grand Jury now More crooked sons of bitches you can't ever come across Make sure that they notarized my will Make sure Mom don't look at the noose We already know-- there ain't no suspense-- That the Philadelphia Grand Jury strings me up More crooked sons of bitches you can't ever come across Make sure that they notarized my will Make sure Mom don't look at the noose We already know-- there ain't no suspense-- That the Philadelphia Grand Jury strings me up More crooked sons of bitches you can't ever come across More crooked sons of bitches you can't ever come across