Pent up and chewed up at a fleeting glance Miscontrued in the mood for assistance Flames fanned with compliance We all have fallen foul And forced the striking hand Indiscriminate and loathe To now backtrack - see red and fight fast
Punishment is somehow Always due somewhere down the line Until this realisation dawns: Spare the rod and you'll arise
Spare it! Spare the rod and you'll arise
A strong-arm is for bleak times But spare this rod and arise
Pent up and chewed up at a fleeting glance Miscontrued in the mood for assistance Flames fanned with compliance We all have fallen foul And forced the striking hand Indiscriminate and loathe To now backtrack - see red and fight fast
Flurries of blows to tenuously prove that dialogue rarely makes things right Until this realisation dawns: Talk it through, gain insight
Talk through! Talk it through, gain insight
A strong-arm is for bleak times But talk it through, gain insight
So spare this rod and arise!
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