Ocean Colour Scene - Men Of Such Opinion - You've Got It Bad B-side Lyrics
Summer death, slow stepWalk behind the mother of the thirteen year old brown-eyed boyAttitudes, attitudesSloganized by middle bootsThe men who slogged the brown-eyed boyAnd it's the end of everything that you've been told aboutDecency, honestyAnd it's the end of holding back and breaking bones and building bombsAnd hanging witch-hunts conducted by men of such opinionRepeat first verseAnd it's the end of building roads to load the dead to someone else's fieldAnd it's the end of falling back on breaking backs and aching handshakesAnd playing fields conducted by men of such opinionBut the fathers crossed you boysI fire so heaven knows it only righteous folkBut righteous taste hold the keys to sitting graceTo conduct and to proclaim decisions made of such opinionsAnd it's the time of summer daysWhen children sing about the killing fieldsWinter melts the snow and knees will crack on rockAnd the iron on earth beneath the dearth bequeathed??? by men of such opinion