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Brother, oh brother. Brother, oh brother. Brother, oh brother. Put your swords away, getnlemen We're fighting for, fighting for The same deal. Brother, oh brother. Pull your knife from his back, Let's patch this up. Let's fix this up. Letras de cancionesGet up, god dammit, 'Cause we're gonna die! Pole dance with a priest Bow our heads, bow our heads And cry, now look him in the eye Tell him that you're satisfied. Brother, oh brother. Pull your knife from his back, Let's patch this up. Let's fix this up. Brother, oh brother, Pull the knife from his back. Let's patch this up. Let's fix this up. We're singing this for the minds that tend to forget, We're shouting this for our terrors. We're singing this for the minds that tend to forget, We're shouting this for our terrors. We're singing this for the minds that tend to forget, We're shouting this for our terrors. We're singing this for the minds that tend to forget, We're shouting this for our terrors. We're singing this for the minds that tend to forget, We're shouting this for our terrors. We're singing this for the minds that tend to forget, We're shouting this for our terrors. We're singing this for the minds... We're shouting this for terrors... From Letras Mania