Lyrics Elliott Smith – Christian Brothers
Text:
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 motherfucking 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
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
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
Album
Elliott Smith – Elliott Smith - Elliott Smith
Elliott Smith – The Biggest Lie
Elliott Smith – The White Lady Loves You More
Elliott Smith – Good To Go
Elliott Smith – St. Ides Heaven
Elliott Smith – Alphabet Town
Elliott Smith – Satellite
Elliott Smith – Coming Up Roses
Elliott Smith – Single File
Elliott Smith – Southern Belle
Elliott Smith – Clementine
Elliott Smith – Christian Brothers
Elliott Smith – Needle In The Hay