And we have been blamed and we have repented
Years I have groveled, repentance ignored
Born of your bellies I yearn for the cord
We don't do well with a life served as a sentence
I'm working my way toward our union mended
We don't fare well with endless reprimands
I'm often reminded of the fools I'm among
'Cuz I don't fare well with endless punishment
I'm working my way toward our union mended
'Cuz I have been blamed and I have repented
I am a man who still does what he can
And this won't work well if you're hell bent on your offense
I'm working my way toward our union mended
I'm working my way toward our union mended
We don't fare well with endless reprimands
I am son who was raised by such men
I'm working my way toward our union mended
Been crucified by enraged women
And this won't work well if you're hell bent on your offense
I am man who has grown from a son
And I have been blamed and I have repented
And we don't do well with a life served as a sentence
To dispel our archaic reputation
And I have been shamed and I have repented
'Cause I am a man who understands your resistance
And I have been shamed and I have relented
I am a man who has heard all he can
