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Oh go tell the world Paul I'm counting on you
[ steel ]
Three days have gone by Lord and yet I don't see
But here stands my brother a talking with
So take your places and listen to the rhymin as
I like display a new style that just may
Leave suckers runnin for the door in total dismay
Yeah, by
Holly 'cause it's Raining In My Heart

Now I know what Paul Simon meant by the words he found:
I wish I was Homeward Bound.
Well
I feel like Buddy
the press-box noise 
Because my great grandfather was Equipoise
Epitaph, Valentine, Paul Revere
I got the horse right here

Just a second, just a second,
never went to school.
The kangaroo gets nervous when confronted by the size
Of an elephant named Simon who is always telling lies;
He swears he wears
brother
Well, he was an extra in Wayne's World 2
My neighbour's baby sitter
Dated three of the guys in Motley Crue
I swear Jack Nicholson
Looked right at me
(Mark Hollis / Simon Brenner / Paul Webb / Lee Harris)
Cover me with shades of disbelief
Can happiness be someone's else's dream
Numbers call
Lying in a manger
He was born, born, born in Bethlehem

Children go where I send thee
How shall I send thee?
Well, I’m gonna send thee two by two
Two for
The morning works looks fine.
Besides the Jockey's brother's a friend of mine.
Needs race,
Needs race,
My friend says the horse needs race.
If he says
sure was grand

He married a girl from down the street
Built her a house down by a creek
One girl, two boys, five mouths to feed
Paul brown petty
as more young people take their eyes off the prize
See my man Simon talkin bout he's gonna put a kit
And a rag-top on that 560 S-E-see he buys?
Take
20 plus years of selling Johnson & Johnson
I started out as a baby face monster
No wonder there's diaper rash on my conscience
My teething ring was
to your friends back at the gig
But he got me out my mama crib
Then he help me get my mama a crib

Big brother was Big's Brother
Used to be Dame and Big's
can brag to your friends back at the gig
But he got me out my mama crib
Then he helped me get my mama a crib

Big brother was B.I.G's brother
Used to be
rehearsed
Four days on the run and that he's dying of thirst
The brew was in my hand and he was on my tip
His voice was hoarse, his throat was dry and he
Come on
1 2 1 2 uh uh
1 2 1 2
Mr. Meth and Doc
1 2 1 2
Uh uh 1 2 1 2
DJ Scratch on the track
1 2 1 2
Wa wa 1 2 1 2
Break your motha fuckin back
1 2 1
rehearsed
Four days on the run and that he's dying of thirst
The brew was in my hand and he was on my tip
His voice was hoarse, his throat was dry and he
quite taken in by it all
Till her brother came in the Spring
And he took her back to St. Paul

I don't go down to Jackson
Ain't nothing there but
of the tactics
Some died, live in the action
A live general when he walk, if he died, then we slide
Ninety thou' in the coffin, and take the child

When I
, Scrap Lover my other" 
"He's the greatest ever!" [Repeat: x2]
"Scoob Lover, he's the greatest!" 
"Scrap Lover, he's the greatest!" 

"Scoob Lover my
He was born to be known
As everybody's brother
He is the Father Son and Mary is his mother
He is a 'scuse my slanguage, well a compound country
the press-box noise 
Because my great-grandfather was Equipoise
Epitaph, Valentine, Paul Revere
I got the horse right here

Just a second, just a second,
that he could see the evils of the world
Perchance blindness is but a dark thought overcome by the light
Maybe Judas was the better man and Mary made
[Chorus]
These firme memories, of my brother
They feel so wonderful
Rest In Peace, Rest In Peace

Every chance we get we're sitting by your grave site
Next to my little brother Paul.
Losing his grip, like Pesci, he'd flip
If you talk to his brother he says they
Always planned this trip

He wasn't