On Modern Men Quiet Company

So lift your hands up from your sides
Rinse them both off with your pride
And let the world see what we're not
Because we have carved out our desires
And placed them in the hands of liars
That will forget you when they want

They want you to take a bow
Everybody here's allowed one
So make it good, son

And let there be no sacred lands
With one final song and dance
Let our clean hands know the earth
We'll build a culture, brave and strong
We won't rely on anyone
And all our souls will know their worth

Pave the way, we are modern men
And we have fought to exist
We have crawled from the water to the dry land
And our hands are the dirtiest

But I'm alive and the sun is shining in!
Oh, I have fought to exist
I have crawled from the water to the dry land
And my hands are the dirtiest