THERE'S TWO LITTLE MEN, WHO ARE FIGHTING A WAR   THEY CAN'T STOP IT NOW, IT'S BEEN TEN YEARS MAYBE MORE   ONE IS SMALL AND DEVIOUS, WITH HURT ON HIS MIND   THE OTHER BIG AND STRONG, WITH PRIDE ON HIS SIDE      ONE PLAYS DIRTY, HE'LL DO ANYTHING TO WIN   THE OTHER FENDS OFF THE ATTACKS, AGAIN AND AGAIN   THE BATTLEGROUNDS ARE SCARRED, TORN TO PIECES   RIPPED TO SHREDS   NEITHER CAN CLAIM VICTORY, TILL THE OTHER ONE IS DEAD      THERE'S TWO LITTLE MEN, WHO ARE KILLING A BOY   THEY'RE TREATING THE BOY, AS IF THE BOY WERE A TOY   EACH ONE HAS AN EAR, TO HAVE AND TO HOLD   THEIR GRIP IS TOO TIGHT, THEIR GRIP IS SO COLD      TWO LITTLE MEN - ONE BIG AND ONE SMALL   TWO LITTLE MEN - IN THE MIDDLE OF A WAR   TWO LITTLE MEN - AND I CAN'T SEE YOU   TWO LITTLE MEN - I'M USING AS A METAPHOR