Neil Young
Back in the sixties when we were all hippies
With patched up jeans and long long hair
Somebody started a crazy rumor
They were pretty sure they read somewhere.
Now I can see it comin' when people start to say
I made a bet with my best friend
You can settle it just for the record
They don't believe me when I tell them.
Neil Young is not my brother
We hardly know each other
The DNA is in and he's not my kin
Neil Young is not my brother.
He's got a ranch in Northern California
Where the deer and the buffalo roam
I've never been there, I hear it's real nice
I saw a picture in Rolling Stone.
Neil Young is not my brother
Bad news for my mother
'Cause she could use the bucks, he's rich as Donald Trump
But Neil Young is not my brother.
You won't find me on his Facebook page
No blogs, no twitter, no passes backstage, no.
If Neil Young was my brother
We'd hang out with one another, yeah
I'd drive his electric car and play all his vintage guitars
If Neil Young was my brother
Neil Young is not my brother
Neil Young is not my brother
Neil Young is not my brother.
