Oct 02, 2005 19:03
I am a man, and as a man, I've been told
Bacon is brought to the house in this mold
Born of your bellies, I yearn for the cord
Years I have groveled, my repentance ignored
And I have been blamed
And I have repented
I'm working my way toward our union mended
I am man, who has grown from a son
Been crucified by enraged women
I am son, who was raised by such men
I'm often reminded of the fools I'm among
We don't fare well with endless reprimands
We don't do well with a life served as a sentence
This won't work well if you're hell-bent on your offence
I am a man who understands your resistance
I am a man who still does what he can
to dispel our archaic reputation
I am a man who has heard all he can
‘cause I don't fare well with endless punishment
“Cause I have been blamed and I have repented
I'm working my way toward our union mended