Woorden: Art Brut. My Little Brother.

My little brother just discovered rock and roll
My little brother just discovered rock and roll
My little brother just discovered rock and roll
There's a noise in his head and he's out of control

And yes, it frustrates
Let's let him make his own mistakes
On the dance floor watch him go now
Boy, those moves, I just don't know how

My little brother just discovered rock and roll
My little brother just discovered rock and roll
My little brother just discovered rock and roll
He's only twenty two and he's out of control

How's he living?
With all of that unforgiving
On the dance floor watch him go now
Boy, those moves I just don't know how

My little brother just discovered rock and roll
My little brother just discovered rock and roll
My little brother just discovered rock and roll
There's a noise in his head and he's out of control

He no longer listens to A-sides
He made me a tape of Bootlegs and B-sides
And every song, every single song on that tape
Said exactly the same thing

Why don't our parents worry about us?
Why don't our parents worry about us?

My little brother just discovered rock and roll
My little brother just discovered rock and roll
My little brother just discovered rock and roll
He's only twenty two and he's out of control

My little brother just discovered rock and roll
My little brother just discovered rock and roll
My little brother just discovered rock and roll
There's a noise in his head and he's out of control

My little brother just discovered rock and roll
My little brother just discovered rock and roll
Stay off the crack