Christian Brothers

Elliott Smith · Elliott Smith [1995]

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 it's sick what I want

I've seen the boss blink on and off



Fake concerns is what's the matter, man

And you think I ought to shake your mother fucking hand

Well, I know how much you care



Don't be cross it's sick what 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