Brother

it's been a long dry season in tinderbox town and the ghetto cars go cruising up and down and round and round with tinted windows and screeching tyres povery likes to ride in the best disguise the boys get bored, set fire to the sheds at the end of my street the thick black smoke rises up into the doors the sirens scream out across the hill turn into the close and the boys all swagger i've got no quarrel with you, brother but the war is getting closer down at the union and there we stood and embraced like brothers should the fire catches when your back is turned and now we watch as the city burns and now we watch as the city burns we used to joke about the colour of our skins we used to joke about the names of god but now the racist cops come round put your cousin up against a wall little crowd gathers round and takes up sides the white trash come out of their doorways and mutter there's a macho stand-off and sullen faces all around and the middle ground is washing away and no-one really wants it there anyway that's the time for pack dogs, brother but the war is getting closer down at the union and there we stood and embraced like brothers should the fire catches when your back is turned and now we watch as the city burns and now we watch as the city burns down at the union and there we stood and embraced like brothers should down at the union and there we stood and embraced like brothers should the fire catches when your back is turned the fire catches when your back is turned and now we watch as the city burns and now we watch as the city burns and now we watch as the city burns (3x) Solo: and i, i accuse you you want so much, but you give nothing of your self and i believe you you want so much, but you give nothing of your self End: _______________________________________________________ Contribuição: Sandro A. Pelosi([email protected])