Ill-Fitting Suits
Sean O’Hagan
[Verse 1]
Change, methods won't change
Typically strange
With good book in hand
They will settle the land
[Verse 2]
Hills roll to their knees
Dictate their deeds
So Europe was fine
Not for us, not this time
[Verse 3]
Do amateurs fare
Visions they share
Community groups
In their ill-fitting suits