Honest People

We could lie and say we're honest people, promise to keep it, keep our ribbons tied Well bring a shovel cause the price is steep, the hole it deepens, deeper by and by Sun kissed and every songbird listened as if all else were to abide And carry on with all these honest people better to keep the whispers on your side They can lie and say we're godless people, the church and steeple, absent Eve and I Burning books about the birds and the bees, the song of the trees, the garden of Eden dies So who looked? and every hung head shook, and every bad book into the fire So they can lie and say like godless people, guiding the sheep, while wearing winter's hide So let them lie and say we're not good people, quietly speaking, details left implied But all fights are better black and white, a wrong and a right, the piper's song is pied History's weakened pen's evil, if only for whom it writes They'll see to it that no reprieve will be received by the bastards born tonight