From the recording Confessin'

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Lyrics

Watchin’ My Brothers Die

I am the oldest of my mother’s sons
They all said I was the chosen one
But I ain’t been nothing but on the run
From things out the corner of my eye
Watching my brothers die

Neon lights on the crack house door
The ravens rapping out never more
I thought I saw some bodies on the floor
Out the corner of my eye
Watching my brothers die

Three big bombs on a little school bus
That’s got nothing to do with us
It’s God’s will the principal shrugs
As he straightens his tie
Watching my brothers die

Dollars and lies to hide that stench
Somebody threw in a monkey wrench
We’re all watching from the circus tents
The clowns are out of disguise
Watching my brothers die