Lyrics Hey Men - Uncle Bard & the Dirty Bastards
Treat
yourself
to
a
trip
On
the
callous
hills
Of
your
grand
father's
hands
and
save
for
them
a
tear
Treat
yourself
to
a
heartbeat
So
close
to
eternity
Honouring
what
was
done
to
make
possible
what
will
be
Hey
men
we
run
glorifying
the
speed
But
the
more
we
go
far,
the
less
we
read
Hey
men
we
learn,
distractedly
The
more
we
cover
up
ruins
the
less
we'll
be
complete
Treat
yourself
to
a
frightening
dip
Into
the
passed
down
fears
To
immunize
this
present
grief
and
allow
new
experiences
Treat
yourself
to
the
scent
of
wheat
Your
arms
already
know
how
to
reap
Cause
they
are
wet
with
the
same
blood
shed
in
antiquity
Hey
men
we
run
glorifying
the
speed
But
the
more
we
go
far,
the
less
we
read
Hey
men
we
learn,
distractedly
The
more
we
cover
up
ruins
the
less
we'll
be
complete
The
past
is
behind
us
like
our
mater's
glance
That
guide
us
even
if
we
don't
deserve
it
Hiding
it
would
be
our
biggest
shame
We
can
move
forward
but
we'll
always
be
tied
with
a
rubber
band
Treat
yourself
to
an
eerie
thrill
Thinking
of
your
future
offspring
What
if
all
your
efforts
fade
from
their
memories?
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