Axe of Men

Are you aware? Do you care?
Are you scared of experience?
Are you guilt-ridden? Is the real you hidden?
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 reeling, disrobe your feelings
You gotta learn to earn respect or crawl
Who do you think you are?
As the standing accused plan to seek a refuge
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 you are?
Just who do you think you are?
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 you are?
Just who do you think you are?
Who do you think you are?
Just who do you think you are?
Yeah, axe the play acts
Yeah, axe the quacks
Yeah, axe the play acts
Yeah, axe the quacks
It’s only baloney
It’s only baloney
It’s only baloney
It’s only baloney