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Little Brutes - The Hoosiers
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

I just stood there silent
Rooted to the spot
Marveling at how brave I'm not
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 it's head into the sand
If I could only get up and
Stand for myself

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