Brother Jim, Little Joey, and me
Feeling just as free as can be
Waiting for the sun to go down
At the old plant grounds outside of Audubon town
Ruben's late but he's worth the wait
His face was painted by a brush with fate
Now the sun is low and the moon is high
Perfect day to light up the night
Ruben's got his dead daddy's gun
He remembers when his daddy said, "Listen son,
"A coward is the one who fails to shoot."
Now Ruben sees a heavenly thing
It was an enemy drone or a bird on the wing
And bang bang, buddy, Ruben had what it took.
Toss a Roman candle right into the gorge
It glows like the ghost of a campfire at Valley Forge
Where freedom was born
And where death to freedom has come
They were patriots then, just like you and me
They called them regenerate and free
And now they call us (you know what they call us, Little Joey?)
Degenerate and dumb
Lock the door, baby
Turn out the light
There's nothing to see here, honey
There's no one to fight
It's just me and the boys and the noise you're hearing
Are firecrackers at night
Oo-de-lally, oo-de-lally, golly what a day
Brother Jim's getting lit and he's got plenty to say
He been thinking about the commies and the mujahideen
He been thinking 'bout a vision that he had in a dream
"We were naked and kneeling under the enemy's sword
They were wearing their camo gear and they were praying to their lord
Then their leader rose up and he bellowed at the sky,
"These boys are animals and infidels and now they must die!"
"Forgive me, brothers," said Brother Jim
"But that's about the time when the dream went dim,
"Still I think we switched places, us and them, and Lord...
"I can't recall the difference anymore
"They were sitting on a Mazda,
"Now we're on a Ford..."
Alright?
Fire
Ruben shot him just so he'd know
That these colors don't run and your panties shouldn't show, alright?
I can't begrudge these patriotic boys
For raising their fists and making some noise
Revenge upon your brother is the holiest sin
But I sure will miss Brother Jim
Drums, Bass, Lead Guitar: Rob Butterfield
Guitar, Keys: Lon Rivers
Mixed by Rob Butterfield
Written by: Jeff Takacs