Man of Manners

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 your land And kill At 18 years old, he did what 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 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 or why But now the killing gets me high My life's become a lie Have I gone mad? 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 I am, I am (Man of, man of, man of) oh Man, (ah, ah) (Ah, ah) 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 Man of manners Man of manners he was A man of manners Man of manners Man of manners he was He was first class