Testo Not Right, You Know

the papers say

what the papers always say

but fail to say what for

we looks like bad men
we looks like marching men

we looks like men of war



i'm sitting here resting my bones

and that loneliness won't leave me alone

it's not right

it's not right

it's not right
you know



ain't we all just men?

all bones and skin?

all kids and the same stars too?

to go it this way

seems a terrible waste

whether greed or god drives you



i'm just sitting here resting my bones

but that loneliness won't leave me alone

it's not right

it's not right

it's not right

you know