Christian Brothers Songtext
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 concerns is 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
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 concerns is 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
STEVEN P. SMITH
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