Capt. Save a Bro

Capt. Save a Bro Somebody find me a diagnosis, quick, wait… I know he’s sick, wait… Hold on another second and let me think, okay. I can see the problem’s dissonance and I can see it from a distance. I can feel my brother’s heart race, his engine heart thrums the room, I’m expected to thumb a wound so big its blood could fill a pool. And filament threads are too fine to subterfuge, or fool And submarines do not possess the petrol to peruse or browse the liquid red, Skirting dead cells, as cancerous as cancer is I disregard a sly regarded diss and stand for us. Kind regards, Danger, Us. Say it ain't so, the grave fills up slow, with muck, divine glow, stuck dont give a say it ain't so, sown seeds turn up slow, sibilance siblings grow apart but remain together, connected by more than heart and upbringing, i'm singing laaaa la la la laaa la la captain save a bro where is he captain save a bro where is he captain save a bro where is he hes busy Misunderstood brotherhood. Fortunate fleece thrown over the head of a bah bah “Black sheep fit for a sleep in la la land.” Black reaper reeks in a corner, cornered, snookered by misunderstanding. Pools of bilge blathers from the reaper mouth while bile spills from the bank account, Black lamb’s wool is a vile thrill, but sure, What is a black sheep without the white ones? What is a fight without a life at stake? A shite without a paperlack of shape in a football team Concedes. You’ve got a real mess on your hands, lad. Soledad Sociedad. Fleece the gaff, wreck the gaff, feck it to feck! The CCTV took a second to check the faces. What is a riot in a church to a pagan? What is quiet in a church to a pagan? A piss in the wind is our savour, so who gives a fuck What flavour Tayto’s in your mouth today, Bro! Stick to the cheese and onion, the old reliable, Thieves and dungeons are synonymous with fables. Indiana Jones was our favourite, and, brother, ‘member the crystal skull, “yeah that was amazing.” We were like nine when we saw that, and remember Fight Club, we were like nineteen. “yeah, we tried out boxing for a week” We made a fine team. Say it ain't so, the grave fills up slow, with muck, divine glow, stuck dont give a say it ain't so, sown seeds turn up slow, sibilance siblings grow apart but remain together, connected by more than heart and upbringing, i'm singing laaaa la la la laaa la la captain save a bro where is he captain save a bro where is he captain save a bro where is he hes busy