Christian Brothers Songtext / Lyric

No bad dream fucker 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 that want

I've seen the boss blink on and off






Fate concerns us

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 that 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