Luyện nghe bài hát Men Of Such Opinion - You've Got It Bad (Ltd. Edition) b-side

Summer death, slow
Walk behind the mother of the thirteen year old boy
Attitudes,
Sloganized by middle
The men who slogged the boy

And the end of everything that you've been told about
Decency,
And it's the end of holding and breaking bones and building bombs
And witch-hunts conducted by men of such opinion

first verse

And it's the end of building to load the dead to someone else's field
And it's the end of falling back on backs and aching handshakes
And playing fields by men of such opinion

But the crossed you boys
I fire so heaven knows it only righteous
But righteous taste hold the to sitting grace
To conduct and to proclaim decisions made of opinions

And the time of summer days
When sing about the killing fields
Winter melts the and knees will crack on rock
And the iron on beneath the dearth bequeathed
Mailshots by men of opinion