My brother Chris confused like i
on 'bout the size surrender sides #(??)#
the will to live the will to sing
he broke the vases on the window sill
he wore the sign for several days
happy to just stay away
away from home
he fleed a move #(??)# so why should i?
'cause Bethnal Green is where we died though
my brother chris(x3)
i knew he'd pass us by like that
to get the chance to whip it out of the hat
afraid to take the consequence
i'd rather keep it inside my dress
so all my support goes all to you
you're a reflection of me
i'm a reflection of you
i'm not a teacher it's not a lesson
it's my infection
my attention to make.. wooo.. up stories,
we make.. wooo.. up stories,
we make.. wooo.. up stories,
we make.. wooo.. up stories..
no! i knew he'd pass us by like that(x2)
to get the chance to whip it out of the hat(x2)
i need direction
we need direction(x4)
to make.. wooo.. up stories,
we make.. wooo.. up stories,
we make..(x2) wooo.. up stories.. ohhhhhh.. you and I, I,I (X4)
