| Lyrics: | You should be happy with what you got...
You should be hard to be a brother...
You should be
happy with what we give you...
Hand over my face. I am related to my enemy.
My house on
fire,
And my big brother come put the blame on me.
He's a-pushin'...I'm being pushed
from above.
Oh, and a brother, back to back to back,
Better back off of him.
You
should not questioh at all his authority...
Use a flag as a bandage.
Stick 'em up, show
us your pocket hypocrisy.
In the closet, my pleasures
'Cause my big brother don't want to
just let me be.
Oh, and I'm pushin'...oh if I could get above...
Oh, and a brother back
to back back,
Keep your back off.
Oh, and I'm pushin'...I'm being pushed from above.
Oh,
and a brother, back to back to back,
Better back off of him...
Face
down...brother...
Face down... [3X]
In my mind there's a clearing.
Black clouds
flow through grey still skies.
And the birds don't even whisper.
I'm flying out...I'm
flying...
Back to back back, better back off...
Back to back to back, a better, better,
better...
Back to back to back, back to back back...brother...
Face
down...brother...
Face down...
Face down...brother...
Face
down...almost...fired...
Face down...I got a gun...
Face down...
I got a gun...I got a
gun...
Face down...I got a gun...
Face down...
Aah, fuck it, I'm just gonna go
home, turn on the fuckin' TV...
Watch the nightly news and drink a beer...
Like I could even
change the world, yeah right... |
