100 lyrics for "Brother, brother, brother"
Finger on the trigger for the years to come Clean heart Clean and sharp Clean dream He loved his brother and his sister Luke and Tony called him Mister They made him feel much more
PlayLiving life, Life in the fast lane, Not that bad, No, we can't complain, Who's to say, That we won't keep it real, Hold on tight, Don't you dare let go, Now's the time
PlayAnd the preacher said he was a good man And his brother said he was a good friend But the women in the two black veils didn’t bother to cry Bye bye, bye bye Yeah they took turns laying a rose down Threw a handful of dirt into the deep ground He’s not the
PlayIt's too late to pretend You know me better than I know myself Don't take my heart and put it on a shelf Always someone else The next guy who will Make your cold heart melt I'm gonna give my love to someone else La la la la la She's such a flirt
PlayEverybody wants to live together Why can't we be together Umm you are still my brother I said no matter no matter what color Everybodys got to be together Umm why can't we live together Tell me why tell me why tell me why Tell me why tell me No more war
PlayOh, oobee doo, I wanna be like you I wanna walk like you, talk like you, too You'll just see it's true, an ape like me Now I'm the King of the swingers Oh, the jungle VIP I've reached the top and had to stop And that's what's botherin' me I wanna be a
PlayEveryone's allergic to poison ivy Everybody gets the itch Everybody hates that Everybody needs a little poison ivy I just got back from the doctor He told me that I had a problem But I realized it's you
PlayOh, if the sky comes falling down, for you There's nothing in this world I wouldn't do Hey brother! There's an endless road to rediscover Hey sister! Do you still believe in love? I wonder What if I'm far from home? Oh brother, I will hear you call! What
PlayAyy, I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star) Ayy, ayy, all my brothers got that gas And they always be smokin' like a Rasta Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi And show up, man them the shottas When my homies pull
PlayNow people say I'm jinxed I got some kind of voodoo hex Life is so complex There's no telling what could happen next Life on the edge, Fuels the sickness in my head It embeds the type of thoughts That got a lot of brothers dead
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