Billy Bragg, Wilco - Feed of Man lyrics

If you beat up
You butcher and you bleed a man
You bang up and badger and blood let a man
And then I come along on the feet of man
And halfway laugh and cry about
The meat of man

And I do what I can to bale string and tie
Some ballad truths up and cured out
For the feed of man

Folks try to tell me that
It's on God's orders that you bleed your man
It's on God's good word that
You bleed your man
On God's plan, print that you dead a man
Or spit and curse and whip your man

I say I'll help you squeeze
And fix yourself up
A new kind of God of some kind

One that tells you, fertilize and multiply
One that tells you, outsow and outblow
Outplant and outgrow
Outdo and outrun and outclimb and outspread
Every other tree and bush
And brushy fruit's and flower petals
Outfruit them all for the feed of man
Outstalk and outhunt and outthink
For God's own sweet sake, outthink! Outthink!
Outthink the fruit's
Outgrow these animal kinds and shapes of man
It you miss and go down
Your dust will turn up on that long hot job
Once more again

To help in the feeding and the seed of man
And not in the bleeding and the end of man