| Oh brother don´t wake me up, | |
| I´ll sleep all day, she said | |
| my sister said to me | |
| I hate this town that´s laying under me | |
| I agree, I agree with you sister | |
| you know I´d love to go | |
| with you to New York city | |
| but me and Ossi ain´t got no money | |
| If I filled the cracks in my ceiling | |
| If would look fine but | |
| There´s moisture and mould there behind | |
| I´ll bloom like everything always do | |
| But if you take this can of white spray | |
| and just spray all over | |
| we´d hide in your apartment forever | |
| or at least until these stupid thoughts have disiesed | |
| Oh mother you were warm | |
| but yet so cold when | |
| you came home from Italy | |
| and my father he didn´t understand | |
| but I understand you both more than you know | |
| so why don´t you | |
| why don´t you ask me | |
| we all got plans and we all got believes | |
| and I believe that love | |
| soon will come to me | |
| it´s building up inside | |
| the precious girl | |
| will win the lottery | |
| If I filled the cracks of my ceiling | |
| it would look fine but | |
| there´s moisture and mould there behind | |
| it´ll bloom like everything always do | |
| yeah |
| Oh brother don t wake me up, | |
| I ll sleep all day, she said | |
| my sister said to me | |
| I hate this town that s laying under me | |
| I agree, I agree with you sister | |
| you know I d love to go | |
| with you to New York city | |
| but me and Ossi ain t got no money | |
| If I filled the cracks in my ceiling | |
| If would look fine but | |
| There s moisture and mould there behind | |
| I ll bloom like everything always do | |
| But if you take this can of white spray | |
| and just spray all over | |
| we d hide in your apartment forever | |
| or at least until these stupid thoughts have disiesed | |
| Oh mother you were warm | |
| but yet so cold when | |
| you came home from Italy | |
| and my father he didn t understand | |
| but I understand you both more than you know | |
| so why don t you | |
| why don t you ask me | |
| we all got plans and we all got believes | |
| and I believe that love | |
| soon will come to me | |
| it s building up inside | |
| the precious girl | |
| will win the lottery | |
| If I filled the cracks of my ceiling | |
| it would look fine but | |
| there s moisture and mould there behind | |
| it ll bloom like everything always do | |
| yeah |
| Oh brother don t wake me up, | |
| I ll sleep all day, she said | |
| my sister said to me | |
| I hate this town that s laying under me | |
| I agree, I agree with you sister | |
| you know I d love to go | |
| with you to New York city | |
| but me and Ossi ain t got no money | |
| If I filled the cracks in my ceiling | |
| If would look fine but | |
| There s moisture and mould there behind | |
| I ll bloom like everything always do | |
| But if you take this can of white spray | |
| and just spray all over | |
| we d hide in your apartment forever | |
| or at least until these stupid thoughts have disiesed | |
| Oh mother you were warm | |
| but yet so cold when | |
| you came home from Italy | |
| and my father he didn t understand | |
| but I understand you both more than you know | |
| so why don t you | |
| why don t you ask me | |
| we all got plans and we all got believes | |
| and I believe that love | |
| soon will come to me | |
| it s building up inside | |
| the precious girl | |
| will win the lottery | |
| If I filled the cracks of my ceiling | |
| it would look fine but | |
| there s moisture and mould there behind | |
| it ll bloom like everything always do | |
| yeah |