Lyrics

[Verse 1]
In a pinstripe suit he prowls the game
One book a week fuelin' his flame
Gavel echoes through the midnight air
Flipping pages without a care

[Verse 2]
Law books stack high to reach his throne
His briefcase hums where justice is grown
One book ahead that's all he needs
Chasing wisdom at lightning speeds

[Chorus]
He reads to win to find the proof
Words like armor defining truth
One book per week under neon sky
Law on the dance floor his battle cry

[Verse 3]
Footsteps crisp down the courthouse hall
Knowledge his shield he's ten feet tall
Your objections fade
Your case goes mute
He's the argument they can't refute

[Bridge]
Synths whirl like thoughts in his mind
Secrets of the law he's destined to find
Lit by moonlight and retro hues
Each week's a novel some don’t peruse

[Verse 4]
He’s a smooth machine in leather gloss
Spinning tales with no time for loss
In a world so rough he’s etching steel
One book per week to seal the deal