Christian Brothers (Elliott Smith cover)

Queens of the Stone Age
No bad dream fucker's going to boss me around
Christian Brothers going to take him down
But it can't help me get over
Don't be cross, it's sick I want
Fake concerns is what's the matter, man
And you think I'll to shake your motherfucking hand
But I know how much you care
Don't be cross, it's sick I want
Come here by me, I want you here
Nightmares become me, it's so fucking clear
Don't be cross, it's sick I want
Come here by me, I want you here
Nightmares become me, it's so fucking clear
Nightmares become me, it's so fucking clear