The Taxpayers - My Brother Isn't Dying lyrics
[The Taxpayers - My Brother Isn't Dying lyrics]
Skeleton frames of buildings
Rotting out at the edge of town
An old man walking away from
The bus door with
His arm stretched out, acting
Like an old friend, or something like that
Trash piles getting sucked up by fire
Sympathy getting shoved through the phone
Saying, "I might not have known
The man, but listen man, i
Know what it's like to be alone, to be alone
To be alone"
If you say it like you mean it
You probably don't mean it
If you act like you care
You probably don't give a fuck
My brother isn't dying
He's just locked up in an institution
A ride from the house, down 7-mile boulevard
Gets terrible like pictures
From television magazines
Bit's from the table
Eating the bit's from the table over
Again and again and again
Trash piles getting sucked up by fire
Sympathy getting shoved through the phone
Again saying, "I might not have known
The man, but listen man, i
Know what it's like to be alone, to be alone
To be alone"
If you say it like you mean it
You probably don't mean it
If you act like you care
You probably don't give a fuck
My brother isn't dying
He's just locked up in an institution
Front door open of the house
Leave the front door wide open
We can bring it out we can bring it out
We can bring it back out, again
If you say it like you mean it
If you act like you care
If you say it like you mean it
If you act like you care
Rotting out at the edge of town
An old man walking away from
The bus door with
His arm stretched out, acting
Like an old friend, or something like that
Trash piles getting sucked up by fire
Sympathy getting shoved through the phone
Saying, "I might not have known
The man, but listen man, i
Know what it's like to be alone, to be alone
To be alone"
If you say it like you mean it
You probably don't mean it
If you act like you care
You probably don't give a fuck
My brother isn't dying
He's just locked up in an institution
A ride from the house, down 7-mile boulevard
Gets terrible like pictures
From television magazines
Bit's from the table
Eating the bit's from the table over
Again and again and again
Trash piles getting sucked up by fire
Sympathy getting shoved through the phone
Again saying, "I might not have known
The man, but listen man, i
Know what it's like to be alone, to be alone
To be alone"
If you say it like you mean it
You probably don't mean it
If you act like you care
You probably don't give a fuck
My brother isn't dying
He's just locked up in an institution
Front door open of the house
Leave the front door wide open
We can bring it out we can bring it out
We can bring it back out, again
If you say it like you mean it
If you act like you care
If you say it like you mean it
If you act like you care