4 Lyn "Lil' Indians" |
there goes my brother i know from my childhood. there goes my brother that i doesn�t know me now. too emberassing!it�s too emberassing. i want to greet him,but i don�t know how... in kindergarten we shared everything, we were family forever. kings of the hill and the chiefs of the playground, parents hated us but we didn�t care. the two-little indians who fukked all the cowboys up... we killed everyone with our plastic-guns (bang!bang!). but that is long ago,you don�t know me no more.. but bakk in the sandbox we were the ones. yo,should i greet,should i not? should i speak,should i not? should i let him pass me by? but what if he doesn�t recognize my face? i�m his brother from bakk in the days! yo,should i run,should i hide? should i jump on the side? should i let him walk away? maybe it�s better, but i will never know if i dont even try... hey... there goes my brother i know from my childhood. there goes my brother that i doesn�t know me now. too emberassing!it�s too emberassing. i want to greet him,but i don�t know how... Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |