Sweet Brother Malcolm Songtext
von Richard Ashcroft

Sweet brother Malcolm, he′s under house arrest
Its the talk of the town, who'd of thought it of him?
Sweet cousin Mary, no blood in her veins
She had so much, now nothing remains

When it all comes crashing down
And the press move in to town
Bring all floral words wrapped in sellophane

Sweet little Tony, where′d it all go wrong?
He hit the wall, singing his favourite song


When it all comes crashing down
And the press move in to town
Bring all floral words wrapped in sellophane

Watch them move out as fast as they came,
Leave the broken hearted with their pain

Sweet brother Malcolm, he's under house arrest
Its the talk of the town, who'd of thought it of him?

Sweet angel Mary, no blood in her veins
Where′s this life, madness remains?
Wheres there′s life madness will reign
Madness will reign