Brother (in Loins)

It’s like falling for the first time
Feeling like you’re tumbling over
Savoured for a lifetime
And now it starts to take you over
Who decides?
You decide
You need a brother-in-loins
A brother you could run to
Who would rather go to Hell, then ever kiss-and-tell
No matter what it comes to
You need a brothering arm
Of someone you would die for
And he’d do the same for you, no matter what you do
No matter what it comes to
It’s like falling for the first time
Coming when he tipped you over
Had your self a chum-time
But wanting it to be much closer
So tonight
You decide
You need a brother-in-loins
Someone you could run to
Who would rather go to Hell, then ever fuck-and-tell
No matter what it comes to
You need a brother in arms
Someone to rely on
Like a Deputy of Fact
Who would always have your back
When your heart and mind come to be entwined
With a craving sigh
And you’re tumbling over
You’ll need a brothering arm
Of someone you could run to
Who would rather make you cry
Than ever tell a lie
No matter what it comes to
So tonight you decide
What ever it may come to
You decide
What ever it may come to