Brother of the Mayor of Bridgewater

I’ve seen you in my face as i’ve aged.
You beautiful fuck up, so casually brave.
It made me less lonely, and it helped me.
The conventions that broke your nose i find quaint.
I look for you in the crowds now that i don’t know where you are,
as i’m pilled to the gills, prowling through bars.
you are missed, missed, missed as the men of the Bismarck.
I hope you know, know that you are.
Let us not speak of brave men who lived their lives just as they world have it.
Let us not speak of brave men who lived their lives just as they world have it.
I would give my last dollar away just to hang out with you one more day.
We’ve got a country between us and our age.
We’ve got a diffrent set of vices but all the rage.
It made me less lonely and it helped me when conventions that broke your nose
hit me.
Can’t pretend to know how you had it, the past’s prejudices are just that.
I want you to know that it mattered that you walked the walk and talked the
That you talked the talk and fought the
Let us not speak of brave men who lived their lives just as they world have it.
Let us not speak of brave men who lived their lives just as they world have it.
Let us not speak of brave men who lived their lives just as they world have it.
Let us not speak of brave men who lived their lives just as they world have it.
As you like it.