Beck - Brother текст песни

Brother are you really here?

The package I received is gone

Are you a phantom detective

Can you read my soul backwards?

I will glide with you

If you are a backwards ghost

I will hire you

Brother are you really home

Holy as a blessed worm

Paradise ambassador; bring me to your room

And I will throw you rocks today

"watch them pass right through" you say

"this is not a game or test

We both have done some grievin"

Brother with your vast reward

Treasury who cant afford

Surgeries in innocence abounds

And I have read in paper books

My eyes are glands on twisted hooks

Never have I felt or looked

So sorry for you now

Brother are you trained to spy

One eye open, one eye dry?

When I die will you be my neighbor?

Tell me things Id like to know

Dress it up from head to toe

Let them know to and fro,

From here and tomorrow

Brother are you really here?

The message I received is gone

Are you a phantom detective?

Can you read my soul backwards?

I will glide with you

If you are a backwards ghost

I will hire you