My Brothers Time — текст песни (Gary Numan)

Sometimes they try to forget and sometimes they do

Giving love for the financial gain

Shes so good with excuses and incorrect reasons

Im tired of trying to win and youre tired of me





She knows how to stand in the corner

And whisper the words that you need

She knows how to stand in the corner

And whisper the words with that cynical charm

We could dance

Now its my brothers time





Here on the floor with these very loose young girls

Like someone in japan who just lied

If the innocent are saved then what happens to her

Whats done is done and everythings different somehow





I keep a book of reflections that sometimes appear in her eyes

I keep a book of reflections

And realise theres nothing much that I can do

We could dance

Now its my brothers time