Beware little Brother
Lyrics: Roeban Katz
Music: Olivier Katz

SOME PEOPLE, WRAPPED AROUND THE FLAG CRUSADE FOR A BIG MAN.
THE SAME PEOPLE WHO “NEVER” LIED, SWALLOW THE TRASH THEY SCAM.
BEWARE LITTLE BROTHER,
THEY ARE GETTING LOUDER.
X’ING AWAY A PETTY LINE,
FEW UGLY WORDS, A FILTHY MIND.
THE KIDS ARE CALLED SOME HORRID NAMES.
HEADSTONES ARE TAGGED WITH RANCID CLAIMS.
THAT’S HOW IT STARTS. MATTER OF TIME
BEFORE GOOD GUYS COMMIT THE CRIME.
BEWARE,
BEWARE
LITTLE BROTHER, OUT-THERE.
THOSE PEOPLE SHARE A SIP OF BLOOD IN CHURCH ON A SUNDAY,
WHILE ALL “YOUR TIRED AND YOUR POOR” PRAY FOR A PLACE TO STAY.
BEWARE LITTLE BROTHER,
THEY ARE GETTING STRONGER.
SO, LOOKING DOWN OR STANDING TALL,
THE DAY HAS COME TO MAKE THE CALL.
HEAR THE BLAZING CLAMOR OF HATE,
THE GOOSEY STEPS, ORDERS OF STATE.
ALTHOUGH THE SIGNS ARE THERE
TO SCARE THE CHILD IN YOU… GO POKE THE BEAR.
BEWARE,
BEWARE,
LITTLE BROTHER, OUT-THERE.
BEWARE LITTLE BROTHER,
THEY ARE GETTING CLOSER.
BEWARE LITTLE BROTHER,
THEY LIKE TO START THE DAY EARLY,
TALKING GNARLY,
PLAYING DIRTY.
BEWARE,
BEWARE
LITTLE BROTHER,
OUT-THERE.
BEWARE LITTLE BROTHER.
BEWARE LITTLE BROTHER.
BEWARE LITTLE BROTHER.
BEWARE LITTLE BROTHER.