Men Without Chests Lyrics

Dirt Poor Robins Men Without Chests

In parables and songs of old
Wisdom like a river flowed
But these arid times have
Run her dry and
Abandoned her an aging widow
The distant echoes of her calls
Are driven from our lecture halls
For she implies this
Course disguises
An amateur philosopher
But hardened hearts are no defense
When you have a softer head
Lady Wisdom cannot rest
In a man without a chest
But hardened hearts are no defense
When you have a softer head
Lady Wisdom cannot rest
In a man without a chest