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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Leo Amadeus
Leo Amadeus
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Leo Amadeus Scott
Leo Amadeus Scott
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Leo Amadeus
Leo Amadeus
Producer

Texty

I've got a horse brother
Came from the same mother
He came out of her
Belly hole
When we walk down the street
Everybody that we meet
Goes through the same freakin' beat
Rigamarole
They look at me
And they look at him
They find it hard to see
We're of the same skin
'Cause he's a horse
And I'm not, of course
And I'm really not above, and I love him, 'cause he's my brother horse
When he was very young, yeah, he'd always scream and shout
He was always a little hoarse, yeah, he'd often race about
He was very indecisive. When we go out to eat for the day
Whatever choice I give him, he'd always say"Nay"
I tell him that I'm hungry, and he says"How hungry?"
And I look at him
And I look at him
And I tell him"It doesn't matter, we can get anything"
You might be confused
And you might have mused
About how he and me
Could brothers be
It's 'cause ma and pa
Were both centaurs
And we each got half
Of each of their halves
But you look at me
And you look at him
You find it hard to see
We're of the same skin
'Cause he's a horse
And I'm not, of course
And I'm really not above him, and I love him, 'cause he's my brother horse
One day, an old lady came up to us in a jog
She had swallowed a fly, spider, bird, cat and a dog
Without any fuckin' warning, she had swallowed him whole
And suddenly, I had lost my little baby brother foal
And that's where the tale you know is usually misled
This lady didn't die from being fuckin' overfed
The way this fuckin' lady ended up so fuckin' dead
Was 'cause I shot that fuckin' bitch in the back of the head!
She killed my horse brother
Now he's a corpse brother
And she's a corpse mother
Of four kids
Some guy called the cops
And a cop shows up
And she looks at me
And she looks at him, or what's left of him
Then she looks at the lady
That little son of a horse!
And then she told me
That her name was Doris
And now I'm in jail
And my cellmate's a whale
And I'm really not above him, and I love him now, you know
We're cellmates and we're soulmates. We got married two weeks ago
And maybe we'll adopt a baby, but for now, we're just alone
He's my husband whale
He's my husband whale
And if you've got a problem with that
'Cause we're gay and he's fat
I still carry my gun on me, so careful what you say
Don't you dare make fun of me or him, today or any day
My lover and my brothers and my sisters, father, mother
Are all very precious and unique in their own way
Written by: Leo Amadeus Scott
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