Man of Manners Songtext
von Meskerem Mees

My brother was a boy, a little school boy
His head was full of joy, until
My father worked his hands
If son you understand
You must go fighting for you land
And kill

At eighteen years old
He did was he was told
Packed his bags and he sold his will
To a system full of flaws
Build upon fake laws
It had him in its claws
It did

They told him
You′ll be a man of manners
Man of manners
Man of manners you'll be


A man of manners
Man of manners
Man of manners you′ll be

They told him what was wrong
And they told him what was right
Told him what was day and what was night
And he was all alone
And far away from home
With no postcard, no phone he had
But still he sang

I'll be a man of manners
A man of manners
Man of manners I'll be

A man of manners
Man of manners
Man of manners I′ll be
You wait and see


And after his first year
He′d cried every tear
Had faced every fear
And said
I don't know how I wive
And now the killing gets me high
My life′s become a life I gone by

For now I am a man of manners
A man of manners
Man of manners I am

A man of manners
Man of manners
Man of manners I am
Am I am

And after two more days
And in many different ways
My brother died in that place he did
And after two more days
And in many different ways
My brother died in that place poor kid

But he was a man of manners
A man of manners
Man of manners he was

A man of manners
Man of manners
Man of manners he was
He was first class