Oliver Houston Brother
[Verse]
Lard of lards and thing of things
I will praise you I will sing:
“You're only here to save yourself
And listen in on everybody else.”
I don't wanna be irreverent or anything
I just think its weird–eternally queer
And who could ever know
Which way the winds blow
When we're wiggling our toes
Beneath the sheets?
Something, it's gotta be something in the air
‘Cause I can't see you
But I still know you're near
Lover, best friend, intimate companion
Brother, uncle, dad I never had
Who's my father? That'd be father Trev