Text: Pearl Jam. Brother.

You should be happy with what you got... You should be hard to be a brother... You should be happy with what we give you... Hand over my face. I am related to my enemy. My house on fire, And my big brother come put the blame on me. He's a-pushin'...I'm being pushed from above. Oh, and a brother, back to back to back, Better back off of him. You should not questioh at all his authority... Use a flag as a bandage. Stick 'em up, show us your pocket hypocrisy. In the closet, my pleasures 'Cause my big brother don't want to just let me be. Oh, and I'm pushin'...oh if I could get above... Oh, and a brother back to back back, Keep your back off. Oh, and I'm pushin'...I'm being pushed from above. Oh, and a brother, back to back to back, Better back off of him... Face down...brother... Face down... [3X] In my mind there's a clearing. Black clouds flow through grey still skies. And the birds don't even whisper. I'm flying out...I'm flying... Back to back back, better back off... Back to back to back, a better, better, better... Back to back to back, back to back back...brother... Face down...brother... Face down... Face down...brother... Face down...almost...fired... Face down...I got a gun... Face down... I got a gun...I got a gun... Face down...I got a gun... Face down... Aah, fuck it, I'm just gonna go home, turn on the fuckin' TV... Watch the nightly news and drink a beer... Like I could even change the world, yeah right...