Elliot Smith Christian Brothers Lyrics

No bad dream f___er's gonna boss me around
Christian brothers gonna take him down
But it can't help me get over, don't be cross it's sick I want
I've seen the boss blink on and off
Fake concern says what's the matter, man
And you think I ought to shake your mother f___ing hand
Well, I know how much you care
Don't be cross it's sick what I want
I've seen the boss blink on and off
Come here by me I want you here
Nightmares become me, it's so f___ing clear
Nightmares become me, it's so f___ing clear