Lyrics Strong Brother, Weak Brother - Extra life

Strong Brother, Weak Brother

Strong brother, weak brother
One crass and cold and the other too good for this world
One married a shiksa, lightened his blood
The other kept a secret lover, wife of his only friend
He never leaves the house, rehearsing his life’s tale
Too good for this world with no taste for his elegant bitterness
Too refined, unpicked, dead on the vine
My son, there will come another pogrom
And only the crass and cold will survive
Strong sister, weak sister
I keep you my secret lover
More jewish than therapy
When boasted to me of having eaten your unborn twin
I swore I’d never touch you again
But I won’t stop now, it’s too easy
You never leave your mother’s house
So I know where to find you
All day at your adoptive mother’s house
So I know where to find you
A worm beneath a certain rock I turn
Smoking weed in your sweatpants
You don’t work, you don’t work, you don’t work
Tender scars where they cut you
When you told me that your cyst had fingernails and hair
I swore I’d never touch you again
But I won’t stop now, now more than ever
The body where I take my weekly pleasure
Is haunted from inside by the girl you swallowed
I dig in you to touch that weaker sister