Brother Na

Yo, dance with me

Two best friends chilling out for the night

One’s a crackhead got a packet so the other says alright

He rolls up his sleep, punctures for a little tease

There’s a glimmer in his eyes and he’s fallen to his knees

He finally feels at home, won’t be matched by methadone

There’s a fitness to this sickness, so they’ll call him diseased

And all of this he sees, from that first ickle breeze

But he doesn’t really mind cause he knows he’s not alone

Dance with me until the sun comes up

I’m coming up, I’m coming up

I feel the rush from your touch

Your fingers in my hair

Yeah, I’m tingling I’m tingling

Your breath upon my neck

I can feel our bodies mingling

Dance with me until the sun comes up

I’m coming up, I’m coming up

I feel the rush from your touch

Your fingers in my hair

Yeah, I’m tingling I’m tingling

Your breath upon my neck

I can feel our bodies mingling

Two best friends getting fucked up tonight

One’s a smackhead with a habit while the other is the packet

He’s feeling quite alright, though the sun will never rise

So this dancing back and forth becomes an eternal fight

I’m waltzing with the Byrons and tyrants

As Wembley arises I’m lying with the messy girl

My mouth is in her thighs

I’m sexually baptised

And the neighbourhood’s demised

As I’ve coveted my brother’s wife

One little boy and he’s searching all alone

Cause he’s run to a new town and he’s sold off his phone

He’s got a score in hand and he’s got a masterplan

Gonna follow that young vagabond and find me a new man

He’s starring at his feet, he mumbles one of each for me

But he’s still got his manners so he ends his sentence please

The light reflects the stain on his teeth of libertines

And in the palm of his hand is placed the feeling of the free

Dance with me until the sun comes up

I’m coming up, I’m coming up

I feel the rush from your touch

Your fingers in my hair

Yeah, I’m tingling I’m tingling

Your breath upon my neck

I can feel our bodies mingling

Dance with me until the sun comes up

I’m coming up, I’m coming up

I feel the rush from your touch

Your fingers in my hair

Yeah, I’m tingling I’m tingling

Your breath upon my neck

I can feel our bodies mingling

Dance with me until the sun comes up

I’m coming up, I’m coming up

I feel the rush from your touch

Your fingers in my hair

Yeah, I’m tingling I’m tingling

Your breath upon my neck

I can feel our bodies mingling

Dance with me