Based on Reija Lang´s original lyric Composed by Geoff Gascoyne
He phones me at times I hear if he´s OK At times he´ll SMS me But I smell it - as words will never count
He jives on dead end streets Drinking far too many Loosing far too many I hate him strolling there - killing himself
Listen, my sweet brother You belong to a higher vibe Monsters will never take you Daylight will never scare you Please do not open every door Stay closed sometimes Please do not flow with ugly fibs Stay tuned sometimes
He´s my naked brother He´s got no place to go Higher vibe please sort this out Kill this brutal striptease - before goodbye