2 Chairs and One Tree - BROTHER

If we can call them friends then we can call them on red telephones And they won't pretend that they're too busy or they're not alone If we can call them friends then we can call Holler at 'em down these hallowed halls Just don't let the human factor fail to be a factor at all Don't Don't you worry About the atmosphere Or any sudden pressure change 'Cause I know That it's starting To get warm in here And things are Starting to get strange And did you Did you see how All our friends were there And drinkin' roses from the can And how How I wish I I had talked to them And wished they Fit into the plan And we were tired of being mild We're so tired of being mild And we were tired I know we're gonna meet someday In the crumbled financial institutions of this land There will be tables and chairs There will be pony rides and dancing bears There'll even be a band 'Cause listen after the fall there'll be no more countries No currencies at all We're gonna live on our wits We're gonna throw away survival kits Trade butterfly knives for adderall And that's not all Woah There will be snacks, there will There will be snacks, there will be There will be snacks And we were tired of being mild We were so tired of being mild And we were so tired So don't you Don't you worry About the atmosphere

Na, Na, Na, Na, Na Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na... We are from Africa, Europe and, Asia, North and South America And Australia, From all the Islands, from all the Seas, The roots and branches of one tree, The roots and branches of one tree. Yeah, We may have different colors of skin, But there's one blood flowing within, Mystic Optimistic, we are all children mystic optimistic, We are all children. We are from Africa, Europe and Asia, North and South America And, Australia, From all the Islands, from all the Seas, The Roots and Branches of O1NE Tree, THE ROOTS AND BRANCHES OF O1NE TREE. Different Cultures and Religions, OUT OF ONE SOURCE WE ALL ARE BREATHING. Mystic Optimistic, we are ALL CHILDREN Mystic Optimistic, we are ALL CHILDREN... ... We are from Africa, Europe and, Asia, North and South America And, Australia, From all the Islands, from all the Seas, the Roots and Branches of O1NE Tree, THE ROOTS AND BRANCHES OF O1NE TREE... Like the "Rock of Ages" Like a New Born Child. I'm Like the Written Pages, Oohhh Like the call of the wild... Na, Na, Na, Na, Na... Na, Na, Na.Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na... We are from Africa, Europe and, Asia, North and South America And Australia, From all the Islands, from all the Seas, The Roots and Branches of O1NE Tree, THE ROOTS AND BRANCHES OF O1NE TREE. ... . Speak the Truth give the people Justice, For the Youth kepp up-coming An Eye for an Eye Dem Only causing Blindness a tooth for a tooth. And we Loosing Consciousness

One little Christmas tree was standing alone Waiting for someone to come by One little Christmas tree that never had grown Cried as he looked up to the sky Oh please, Mr. Father Tree, the tallest of all I'm so afraid and so alone Could one little Christmas tree so tiny and small Light up someone's home, 'cause One little Christmas tree can light up a home So one little child can find a toy One little Christmas tree can light up a home So one little heart can find some joy One little angel who was riding a star Cried as she looked down at the tree Oh please, Mr. Father Tree, wherever you are May I give him the star you gave to me Then in the heavens came a voice from afar A voice that was heard throughout the world Go down little angel girl, and give him your star Tonight he'll light the world, 'cause One little Christmas tree can light up the world So those who are lost may find their way One little Christmas tree can light up the world So all men may see on Christmas Day One little Christmas tree can light up the world So those who are lost may find their way One little Christmas tree can light up the world So all men may see on Christmas Day One little Christmas tree can light up the world

Brother why'd you have to go? You left us all so soon. Remember that song I wrote about your family years ago? Well they're waiting for you to come home. What do I do? What do I say? And dad tells me to pray. So I prayed and prayed but the hurt won't go away. The pain gets worse it never stops. And I've asked the lord for us to swap, I've begged and plead Cuz you have kids to feed. Why is it always stormy weather? And brother tell me if it all gets better. Why did you leave? Why did you die? You finally made your brother cry. I know you're watching over us tonight, and I hope you're watching over us tonight. I'm sorry I missed your call. I wasn't there for you at all. And now I thought it through, maybe if I answered you that you would still be here all along. Now no more calls can't you see? I took for granted family and once they're gone you'll never get that back. No more laughs no more hugs, so hold on to the ones you love. Your soul is free, I love you Anthony. Why is it always stormy weather? And brother tell me when does it get better? Why did you leave? Wlhy did you die? You finally made your brother cry. I know you're watching over us tonight, and I hope you're watching over us tonight.