Brother Roland

In the channels of my dreams

All my greatest future hits

I sit down to a plate of nothing

In the pit hole of existenceI know

It's not even a word

My name

It means nothingI go to die, you're telling me lies

I go to war, like a fool

My cells are shaped, like a moon

All I can do is cry

Can I really sing?

I'm standing three steps from the altar

I'm sitting by the window

As they come looking for my brother

The pusher ain't nobody's brother

All I can do is sit down and cryA baby is to be loved

I'll watch your baby

I could use the money

Song Discussions is protected by U.S. Patent 9401941. Other patents pending.