
Sorry Brothers M.
troverlag· 3:32 · 5 plays · v3-preview
- storytelling
- 2020s
- worship
- art pop
- alternative pop
- quirky
- philosophical
- indie pop
- folk
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Poem Version music With Trebo
Lyrics
Verse 1
Three brothers run across a muddy field
One keeps his hat on while the sirens wheel
Groucho counts the drone lights in the sky
Harpo's harp is silent and Chico lies
Pre-Chorus
We dreamed a ticket east tonight
The border hums in black and white
Chorus
Take us back to the old projector room
Where the punchline always lands too soon
War was a quip we could laugh right through
Now we're just soldiers that somebody drew
We never signed for this fight
Wake us up before the guns go quiet
Verse 2
The bored one hides inside a hollow tree
Counting every shadow passing over me
They swore this trip was a comedy show
Nobody told us the cameras stopped rolling now
Pre-Chorus
We dreamed a train toward the firing line
Wake us up before we're out of time
Chorus
Take us back to the old projector room
Where the punchline always lands too soon
War was a quip we could laugh right through
Now we're just soldiers that somebody drew
We never signed for this fight
Wake us up before the guns go quiet
Bridge
A colonel stamps his boot into the frost
At attention, boys, this war is not a lost dream
It's action, it's orders, it's the cost
You never dreamed your way to freedom
You fight to keep the future clean
Chorus
Take us back to the old projector room
Where the punchline always lands too soon
War was a quip we could laugh right through
Now we're just soldiers that somebody drew
We never signed for this fight
Wake us up before the guns go quiet
Oh we never signed for this fight
Stand at attention till the guns go quiet
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