Well, some people like the sound of their own voice
Talking to themselves all day
Some people they don't say much at all
They don't feel like they got much to say
Oh well Joey chats crap, Jack don't speak
They get on fine this way
As brothers they grew,
and as brother they will remain.
Their mother flew right off the rails
Daddy packed up and left town
And if they saw him in flames burning up
Neither would piss to put him out
Well they raised themselves with a little help
From their sister who showed them the way
As brothers they grew,
and as brothers they will remain.
Well these boys don't care for ambition
That's just a waste of time
When fear's round every corner
That's what makes them,
makes them the reckless kind
Well me I don't talk a great deal
I listen intently, listen with care
No silver tongue, no words of wisdom
No, you won't find that here
Oh, well the boys in the corner
who looks like fun
They know every trick in this game
As brothers they grew,
and as brothers they will remain.
Well these boys don't care for ambition
That's just a waste of time
When fear's round every corner
That's what makes them,
makes them the reckless kind