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Don't be another wise man Don't be another wi–, I Oh Your mother's bed, your daughter's manger You will be tied to either frame You don't abandon either post You could be shot from either side Don't be another wise man Don't be another wi–, I Oh So, I find my home, in my own palms when I– Cover up my eyes and I, I dig for you But we don't stand for idle hands So, I straighten out my spine And I, shoot for something good And I, promise I won't cry And I'll, be the ties that bind Don't be another wise man Don't be another wi–, I Oh Aus Songtexte Mania