Christian Brothers Songtext
von Elliott Smith

No bad dream fucker′s gonna boss me around
Christian Brothers gonna take him down
But it can't help me get over

Don′t be cross, this sick I want
I've seen the boss blink on and off

Fake concern says, "what's the matter, man?"
And you think I ought to shake your motherfucking hand
Well, I know how much you care


Don′t be cross, this sick I want
I′ve seen the boss blink on and off
Come here by me, I want you here
Nightmares become me, it's so fucking clear

Don′t be cross, this sick I want
I've seen the boss blink on and off
Come here by me, I want you here
Nightmares become me, it′s so fucking clear
Nightmares become me, it's so fucking clear