Men Of Such Opinion - You've Got It Bad (ltd. Edition) B-side Lyrics - Ocean Colour Scene

Summer death, slow step 

Walk behind the mother of the thirteen year old brown-eyed boy 

Attitudes, attitudes 

Sloganized by middle boots 

The men who slogged the brown-eyed boy 

And it's the end of everything that you've been told about 

Decency, honesty 

And it's the end of holding back and breaking bones and building bombs 

And hanging witch-hunts conducted by men of such opinion 

Repeat first verse 

And it's the end of building roads to load the dead to someone else's field 

And it's the end of falling back on breaking backs and aching handshakes 

And playing fields conducted by men of such opinion 

But the fathers crossed you boys 

I fire so heaven knows it only righteous folk 

But righteous taste hold the keys to sitting grace 

To conduct and to proclaim decisions made of such opinions 

And it's the time of summer days 

When children sing about the killing fields 

Winter melts the snow and knees will crack on rock 

And the iron on earth beneath the dearth bequeathed 

Mailshots by men of such opinion