For Nate's Brother Whose Name I Never Knew or Can't Remember
As much as we are we will not be as much as we are.
As much as we are we will not be as much as we are.
Hey golgotha do your friends still do their great ike and tina karaoke?
Him sword air guitaring.
Her helmet clunking her roman nose.
kicking up a dirt storm.
My humble mary's couldn't look,o go-bone small mountain open season easy weekend war eyeore.
As much as we are will not be as much as we are.
And um, how much salt is in the pot on me?
Para el Hermano de Nate Cuyo Nombre Nunca Supe o No Puedo Recordar
Por mucho que seamos, no seremos tanto como somos.
Por mucho que seamos, no seremos tanto como somos.
Hey Golgota, ¿tus amigos todavía hacen su gran karaoke de Ike y Tina?
Él espada haciendo air guitar.
Su casco golpeando su nariz romana.
levantando una tormenta de polvo.
Mis humildes marías no podían mirar, oh, hueso pequeño de montaña, temporada abierta de fin de semana fácil, ojo de guerra de Igor.
Por mucho que seamos, no seremos tanto como somos.
Y, eh, ¿cuánta sal hay en la olla sobre mí?