The dog days are over The dog days are done 'Cause here they come Can you hear the horses Run for your children for your sisters and brothers Can't carry it with you if you want to survive Happiness, hit her like a train on a track Coming towards her,

The house was like a tomb. I was hiding in my room. As my brother made his way on down the hall. I didn't want to say goodbye. And I was trying to deny there was a war, And that he got the call. I watched him from my window Walking down the drive. Then I

Standing out in the rain Need to know if it's over Cause I would leave you alone Flooded with all this pain Knowing that I'll never hold her Like I did before the storm I know this isn't what I wanted I never thought it'd come this far Just thinking back

Oh yeah, come on, meet me in the morning Don't it make you want to go and feel alright I received a message from my brother across the water He sat laughin' as he wrote the end's in sight So I said goodbye to all my friends And packed my hopes inside a

Help me polarize, help me polarize, help me out We have problems I wanted to be a better brother, better son My friends and I have problems Help me polarize, help me polarize, help me down Those stairs is where I'll be hiding all my problems My friends

Sing me a swing song and let me dance Oh baby, I don't want Let me warn you in advance Mr. Trombone, play some corn I ain't carin' what notes Mr. Trumpet, grab a horn Brother, give me hot notes Any tune on a cello Give the rhythm men a chance

(Oh yeah, oh yeah) One love, one love, one love, one love She don't really care Oh yeah, oh yeah But she don't really care Diamonds in the air She grew up in Bronx She want them diamonds in her ear Watch your step brother

I want to go home Oh, how I want to go home I want to go home, yeah Last night I went to sleep in Detroit City I dreamed about them cotton fields of home I dreamed about my mother, dear old pappy, sister and brother And I dreamed about the girl who's

Oh yeah yeah yeah yeah oh Baby's got a big red gun All I want is a big red gun I'm gonna shoot, shoot, shoot at the setting sun And all I want is a big red gun, I'm gonna shoot, shoot, shoot till the thrill is gone Brothers in arms who share my fears,

Those poor unfortunate souls Poor unfortunate souls This one longing to be thinner That one wants to get the girl And do I help them?