No bad dream f*cker's going to boss me around
Christian Brothers going to take him down
But it can't help me get over
Don't be cross, it's sick what I want
I've seen the boss blink on and off
Fake concerns is what's the matter, man
And you think I ought to shake your motherf*cking hand
Well, I know how much you care
Don't be cross, it's sick what I want
I've seen the boss blink on and off
Come here by me, I want you here
Nightmares become me, it's so f*cking clear
Nightmares become me, it's so f*cking clear
Queens of the Stone Age - Christian Brothers Lyrics
Queens of the Stone Age - Christian Brothers Lyrics
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No bad dream f*cker's going to boss me around
Christian Brothers going to take him down
But it can't help me get over
Don't be cross, it's sick what I want
I've seen the boss blink on and off
Fake concerns is what's the matter, man
And you think I ought to shake your motherf*cking hand
Well, I know how much you care
Don't be cross, it's sick what I want
I've seen the boss blink on and off
Come here by me, I want you here
Nightmares become me, it's so f*cking clear
Nightmares become me, it's so f*cking clear
Christian Brothers going to take him down
But it can't help me get over
Don't be cross, it's sick what I want
I've seen the boss blink on and off
Fake concerns is what's the matter, man
And you think I ought to shake your motherf*cking hand
Well, I know how much you care
Don't be cross, it's sick what I want
I've seen the boss blink on and off
Come here by me, I want you here
Nightmares become me, it's so f*cking clear
Nightmares become me, it's so f*cking clear
Writer: Steven Paul Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group