Men of Such Opinion [Demo Version] [Demo Version]

Summer death, slow step Walk behind the mother of the thirteen year old brown-eyed boy Attitudes, attitudes Sloganized by middle boots The men who slogged the brown-eyed boy And it's the end of everything that you've been told about Decency, honesty And it's the end of holding back and breaking bones and building bombs And hanging witch-hunts conducted by men of such opinion Summer death, slow step Walk behind the mother of the thirteen year old brown-eyed boy Attitudes, attitudes Sloganized by middle boots The men who slogged the brown-eyed boy And it's the end of building roads to load the dead to someone else's field And it's the end of falling back on breaking backs and aching handshakes And playing fields conducted by men of such opinion But the fathers crossed you boys I fire so heaven knows it only righteous folk But righteous taste hold the keys to sitting grace To conduct and to proclaim decisions made of such opinions And it's the time of summer days When children sing about the killing fields Winter melts the snow and knees will crack on rock And the iron on earth beneath the dearth bequeathed Mailshots by men of such opinion