The Auteurs - Brainchild lyrics

Some of the things a cowboy does
To make you howl out at the moon and blush
I think you'd better look around
Keep your ear down to the ground
There's a genius in every town
No mother's son will ever forget it

Brainchild - you stole away my life
For a while stole away my life
Stole away my time stole away
You're a thief with style

Your unfaithful servants calling you
In and out of your blind spot out of view
I think you'd better turn a leaf
The poet is the only thief
What Patti says Patti does
No mother's son will let you forget it

Brainchild - you stole away my life
For a while stole away my life
Stole away my time stole away
You're a thief with style

Style - meticulous and gaunt
Style - articulate! Style - preoccupation
Style - ooh

Great lost albums no outtakes
You're getting older and past your peak
I think you better look around
Keep your ear down to the ground
There's a genius in your home town
No mother's son will let you forget it

Brainchild - you stole away my life
For a while stole away my life
Stole away my time stole away
You're a thief with style

You're a thief with style
You're a thief with style
You're a thief with style you're a thief
You're a thief