sit right down if you can spare me a minute

I got a tale thats bound to break your heart

concerns my brother who's thin and played violin

got it in his head that an IQ is all you need



he went his way I couldn't discover mine

I didn't worry if I ever saw him again

he's made a profit while I don't even own a pocket

and the last I heard he was sitting at the top of the tree

wait a minute



late last night reading my underground press

came a knock on the door thought it was the third world war

Lord above I did not recognize him

I said have a cup of coke here maybe thats all you need



he said the smell of the city, kid it's trying to kill me

my eyes are getting muddy, Christ, I'm aging fast

my kind of music I knew it wasn't gonna to be simple

but have a quick listen kid maybe thats all you need



don't stop you make me feel much better

tell me my brother do you think that's all I need

yeah, yeah



don't it make you happy

well, well, well, well, well



that's all you need ...