Little Brutes

[Verse 1]

They caught wind of the weak and tied him to a tree today

Paul's father says they're pests, destined to just be strays

They broke his little back with a little game they played

Boys will be boys, isn't that what grown ups say?

[Chorus]

And I just stood there silent, rooted to the spot

Marveling at how brave I'm not, how brave I'm not

[Verse 2]

Don't you see? It's already too late for them

Where are men of action, can't they do something?

The sun was growing faint and slipping from God's hand

The day refused to wait and rushed to bury its head into the sand

[Chorus]

If I could only get up, stand up for myself

I have to join the Little Brutes, sadly, I'm not bullet-proof