Elliott Smith - Christian Brothers lyrics
[Elliott Smith - Christian Brothers lyrics]
Christian Brothers gonna take him down
But it can't help me get over
Don't be cross, it's sick I want
I've seen the boss blink on and off
Fake concern says, "What's the matter, man?"
And you think I ought to
Shake your motherfucking hand
Well, I know how much you care
Don't be cross, this sick I want
I've seen the boss blink on and off
Come here by me, I want you here
Nightmares become me, it's so fucking clear
Don't be cross, it's sick I want
I've seen the boss blink on and off
Come here by me, I want you here
Nightmares become me, it's so fucking clear
Nightmares become me, it’s so fucking clear