Brother
I got your message, it made me jump from my seat
My heart near missed a beat
I had to hear her voice to calm me down
We know we've not exactly been the best of brothers
But you ain't got no others
We'll have to work this out just you and we
And the only thing we ask is that you let us be alone
We'll be up on our feet soon
Take no heed of those who put you on a downhill pushbike
Telling you something like
The world needs ditch diggers too
So smoke another coffin nail
Sing 'til you're hoarse and we'll be there of course
To carry you on our shoulders through the streets
And the only thing we ask is that you let us be alone
We'll be up on our feet soon
So take those kid gloves off
Give the world a standing eight count
Cause here we come
And the only thing we ask is that you let us be alone
We'll be up on our feet soon
And the only thing we ask is that you let us be alone
We'll be up on our feet soon
