Kick a Man Songtext
von Room Full of Walters

A charming soul with charming
Hate upon his face.
Speaks shallow words
That burn inside my ears.
I′m not sure if i can
Stand to hear this grind.
Can't understand a closing mind
A waste of time.
A doubting man will crush a
Flower in his hand
An opened mind can grow a
Flower in the sand.


I can′t understand the color of ones skin,
Never sure if i'm color blind
Or a hopeless kind.
But i don't care if i am wrong or if i′m right.
I don′t care if I'm black or if i′m white.
A doubting man will see a
Shell of misery,
An opened mind can see a
Pearl in the sea

Kick a man with a point of view,
Kick a man till he's mad at you,
Kick a man and he′s destined to
Kick at you.