Album: other songs

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 fucked 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 back 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