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 fukked 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 bakk 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...
