I am a man; as a man I've been told   Bacon is brought to the house in this mold   Born of your bellies, I yearn for the cord   Years I have grovelled, repentance ignored   And I have been blamed   And I have repented   I'm working my way toward our union mended.      I am man who has grown from a son   Been crucified by enraged woman   I am son who was raised by such men   I'm often reminded of the fools I'm among   And I have been shamed   And I have relented   I'm working my way toward our union mended   And I have been shamed   And I have repented   I'm working my way toward our union mended.      We don't fare well with endless reprimands   We don't do well with a life served as a sentence   This won't work well if you're Hell bent on your offence   I am a man who understands your reticence.      I am a man who still does what he can   To dispel our archaic reputation   I am a man who has heard all he can   'Cause I don't fare well with endless punishment.      'Cause I have been blamed, and I have repented   I'm working my way toward our union mended   And we have been blamed, and we have repented   I'm working my way toward our union mended.      We don't fare well with endless reprimands   We don't do well with a life served as a sentence   This won't work well if you're Hell bent on your offence   'Cause I am a man who understands your reticence.