It ain't fair, John Sinclair
  In the stir for breathing air
  Won't you care for John Sinclair
  In the stir for breathing air
  Let him be, set him free
  Let him be like you and me
    They give him number two
  What else can the judges do
  Gotta set him free
    If he'd been a soldier man
  Shooting gooks in Vietnam
  If he was the CIA
  Selling dope and making hay
  He'd be free, they'd let him be
  Breathing air, like you and me
    They gave him ten for two
  They got Ali Otis too
  Gotta set him free
    Was he jailed for what he done
  Or representing everyone
  Free John now, if we can
  From the clutchs of the man
  Let him be, lift the lid
  Bring him to his wife and kids
    They gave him ten for two
  What else can the bastards do
  Gotta set him free