Some men hate and expect affection Some men lie and demand the truth Broken by obtrusive power Transferred executive coward! Some are innocent, weak and shallow Seems like saints but dark and hollow Punch right through their head Ravage life and they fall dead! Battered down the line of rust Never knowing who to trust Who to trust… who to trust Some men drives into distraction Associate with the wrong conduction Seeing red in tunnel vision Delusive hate, head-on collision Some men never learn their lesson Regurgitate, then eat some more Terrified of the world outside Punctured of others that lied Battered down the line of rust Never knowing who to trust Who to trust… who to trust… no-one!