Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Life of Brian, artist - The Procussions. Album song Up All Night, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 08.09.2004
Record label: The Procussions
Song language: English
Life of Brian |
I got a friend with autism, taught me more about living |
Than the system I was caught in |
Stereotypes we fought them, just by the places I had brought him |
The life of intolerance was shortened |
I guess society had missed it when they counted out the citizens |
They built a house of freedom but somehow couldn’t fit ‘em in |
Yo, they’re gonna let us in, our civil rights will get us in |
‘Cause selfishness is sickness and Brian’s got the medicine |
I think they need the Ritalin, America’s forgot their friends |
But no country is perfect, go and ask the veterans |
And this is my sentiments exactly |
You and the ignorance attacks you, it attacks me |
Somebody asks me… |
Yo |
Somebody ask me if I felt sorry for them |
I said yes, but mostly ‘cause he’s dying of boredom |
Before him lies a community doesn’t speak for him |
But they got a need for him like the season of autumn |
There ought to be change |
I’m speaking of the firing range |
People hear the shot but I wonder can you feel the pain |
Do you know his name? |
Well have you asked him? |
Do you ever hear him talk when you walk past him? |
Yeah, they say he’s nonverbal, but tell me who is it |
So many people say things that mean something different |
Yo, it takes more than just a pair ears to listen |
He’s been here all these years, I wonder how you missed him |
(The life of Brian) |
‘Cause everywhere is looked at but hardly ever seen |
If you only take a look back, you’ll know just what I mean |
The world slowly took back its promise of a dream |
Draw in the lines that we write between |
‘Cause everywhere is looked at but hardly ever seen |
If you take a look back, you’ll know just when I mean |
The world slowly took back its promise of a dream |
Draw in the lines that we write between |
(The life of Brian) |
(Draw in the lines that we write between) |
I got a friend with autism taught me more about giving |
Than what’s written in those self-help books |
The world can be a selfish crook |
Stealing life from your time line |
It helps me to think about how it’s not mine |
‘Cause those who hold on to the light are only bound to lose it |
So here’s sound advice, others just the sound of music |
An underground steward, but see there’s more to it |
Your God took the life of Brian and spoke through it |
He broke through it, the crazy misconceptions |
Challenging humanity’s fear and their affection |
The same lessons right here where we left them |
Brian, he helped me find them, this time I won’t forget them |
I’mma let them know exactly what you stand for |
We fighting in this foreign land for my man next door |
Your love can bring a man to war without violence |
And some of the greatest statements ever made were in silence |
It’s time to face the violins, play it loud |
To lead the orchestra you gotta turn your back on the crowd |
And that’s more than just a corny phrase, don’t fall for the worldly ways |
Let the broken record play the message of the early days |
You love you like I love me |
The philosophy so simple yet it’s still way above me |
I’m hoping ya find something when the verse intercedes |
This is written for the person in need, yo |
The life of Brian |
‘Cause everywhere is looked at but hardly ever seen |
If you only take a look back, you’ll know just what I mean |
The world slowly took back its promise of a dream |
Draw in the lines that we write between |
‘Cause everywhere is looked at but hardly ever seen |
If you take a look back, you’ll know just when I mean |
The world slowly took back its promise of a dream |
Draw in the lines that we write between, ha |
Draw in the lines that we write between |
Who draws the lines that we write between? |
Draw in the lines that we write between |
Who draws the lines that we write between? |
The life of Brian… |