In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Saturday, September 24, 2016
my brother's beatles records
sometimes I miss the childhood of
my brother's beatles records
the best friend a kid could ever have
everything was perfect on
my brother's beatles records
the rest of my life was fuckin' bad
adults would not talk to me
girls would not walk with me
well, I ain't dumb
it's plain to see
I'm a failure with no worth
I'm the scrum of the earth
at the moment of my birth
my parents should have drowned me
but thank God I stumbled upon
my brother's beatles records
the songs that I always loved so well
it's a good thing that I listened to
my brother's beatles records
the rest of my life was a living hell
everyone would shout at me
nobody would hang out with me
everybody doubted me
so I learned to doubt myself
I did the job for everyone else
you know what I felt
my parents should have drowned me
when I escaped my mother's womb
it's too damn bad they found me
but I'm so fuckin' glad I got to hear
my brother's beatles records
plus the greatest hits
of the dave clark five
I owe everything
to my brother's beatles records
they're the only reason why I stayed alive
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