Brothers
from Technicolor Hand Fruit by Plastic Inevitables
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My brother and I ate the core and the rind
And planted the rest in the ground
When nothing grew, we spit and we chewed
And insisted the other unsound
We just could not accept that we were both inept
So we summoned a meeting of kin
We asked their advice, but it would not suffice
For this childish bind we were in
"My sons, my sons, put down your your guns
Won't you please lend me an ear
You'll take it too far I do fear"
"Though both of you may be able
There's no reason one should play Cain.
Oh, it don't matter who takes the label,
The outcome will remain the same."
I don't know why people take things so seriously
Life's just a game
We brothers unsure, who was the victor
We set out to look for a fix
One of the brothers did not want the other's
Most evil and malovent tricks
So to safeguard his honor, and impress his father
He'd only take death as his prize
In the private cocoon of a dimly lit room
He attempted his brother's demise
"Boys, boys, put down your toys...”
Now finally alone, in the comfort of home
So long to the brotherly love
Oh what a whimsy, the knife he stuck in me
And now I'm in heaven above
"My son, my son, what have you done?...”
And planted the rest in the ground
When nothing grew, we spit and we chewed
And insisted the other unsound
We just could not accept that we were both inept
So we summoned a meeting of kin
We asked their advice, but it would not suffice
For this childish bind we were in
"My sons, my sons, put down your your guns
Won't you please lend me an ear
You'll take it too far I do fear"
"Though both of you may be able
There's no reason one should play Cain.
Oh, it don't matter who takes the label,
The outcome will remain the same."
I don't know why people take things so seriously
Life's just a game
We brothers unsure, who was the victor
We set out to look for a fix
One of the brothers did not want the other's
Most evil and malovent tricks
So to safeguard his honor, and impress his father
He'd only take death as his prize
In the private cocoon of a dimly lit room
He attempted his brother's demise
"Boys, boys, put down your toys...”
Now finally alone, in the comfort of home
So long to the brotherly love
Oh what a whimsy, the knife he stuck in me
And now I'm in heaven above
"My son, my son, what have you done?...”
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Technicolor Hand Fruit,
released 10 June 2011
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Aug 2011 -
Jun 2011 -
Jul 2010
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