Confederate Railroad - What Brothers Do Lyrics
He said, Hi my name is Timmy and I'm pushin' five years oldI can count to this many, then I'll have to use my toesI sure am glad to meet yaLet me show you stuff that only big boys knowNow, nickels might be bigger but dimes are worth the mostSanta's always in the mall, but he lives at the North PoleKid stick with me and you'll go far'Cause I'll show you the ropesIn all these years I've learned many thingsHow to walk, how to talk, and make believeSo follow meCHORUSNotebook paper makes a dandy stealth fighterAnd for fast get aways, we'll take my radio flyerAnd there's Indians in the woods, just off the porch out backAnd if they attack, I'll help ya fight 'emWith sticks for guns, me and you, until we've won'Cause that's what brothers doMama said that you're the reason her belly got so bigAnd I didn't believe her till she let me feel you kickAnd I don't know how it happenedI'm just glad I have someone to play withREPEAT CHORUSWe'll play cops and robbers and secret agent manAnd save the world from hostile aliensWith sticks for guns, me and you, until we've won'Cause that's what brothers doThat's what brothers doHe said, Hi my name is Timmy and I'm pushin' five years old
