Pop Will Eat Itself Axe Of Men
Are you aware? Do you care? Are you scared of experience? Are you guilt-ridden? Are you ashamed To be wild and untamed? Are you in hearing range Of the tuning so strange? I can soon change Your hate to love You'll find it sends you realing Disrove your feelings You gotta learn to earn Respect or craawl As the standing accused Plan to take a refuse We will pen them "The Axe of Men" You'll find it helps you It dwells within you They'll never try To fry you alive again Who do you think U R? Are you forgiving for the fast living Are you hip to the flip Side of censorship? Do you bring truth Swear by God's truth Everything but the proof? Are you aware? Do you care? Are you scared of experience Are you that? Are you this? Are you prejudiced? So if I ever see You getting clever with me We'll never relax the Axe of Men Then you'll be drained Of your training Through with explaining Surrendering again Who do you think U R? Axe the play act! Yeah! Axe the quacks! It's only baloney! It's only baloney! ------------------------------------------
