How Timeless are the Lyrics to ....

Lyrics: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nENIu0D4mJ0

Yeah, bam, bam, bam, heyya, whassup, yeah
We was like that you know
Yeah, and I bet you got layed back
Yeah, I'ma uh, I'm a just sit in here for a couple of hours
Man, don't sweat it, yo, we gonna catch some stuff, dude
Oh no, I'm kinda tired
Nah, we got a basket, we're gonna fill this basket before we go, yo
Aight, bro Cause there are otha fish...

It took a second to register up in my branium
My dome, my head, my skull, my cranium
My eyes have had enough, it was time to do some talkin
I had to creep through the hound-dogs that were stalkin

This slimmy caught me peepin, this means she wasn't sleepin
on who I was, so she crept in like a hawk
In a minute's time, we adjourned to the floor
Ooh! I hit a high note cause of the way that she was walkin

We got into the groove, I didn't bust no, uh, hip-hop moves
I just kept it nice and smooth
Next thing you know, we got together, word, I thought we'd be forever
Didn't have an um-ber-ella, now I'm soaked in stormy weather
whether two birds of a feather fly or fall it'll be together

Never sympin, and leave your love life limp
There'll be no suicide attempts for this slim-trim kid
Cuz you know there's otha fish in the sea, that is, in the sea
In the sea that is

[Chrous] (In the sea) You know there's otha fish in the sea that is x 3

I reminisce, try to clear up all the myths
for an imaginary kiss with you again
Not even friends, though I wish that I could mend
like a tailor and be Olive Oyl's number one sailor
I ams what I am, still I falls like an anvil

She's heavy on the mind sometimes it's more than I can handle
But men aren't supposed to tumble into the den B
Macho, but I hancho like Pancho will give in
Family oriented, but not Oriental

A dame is supposed to claim ya even if you drive a Pinto
A hero is a sandwich, and a Manwich is a meal
A marriage is a paper, are they fakin or for real?
What's the deal dabbers? Will you go tumbling after
your man and take a stand or will you help him roll faster?

The reason why I ask you is because I'm sick of this
B--ch lickin drip drip from a niggaz benefits
He doesn't even suit ya and he's surely not ya size
I'm surprised that you slept on a heart that's worldwide
And when ya open up ya eyes, babe, my mate, I really wish
that ya don't bruise a limb, as ya swim with otha fish in the sea
In the sea that is

[[chorus]]

Now, if there ain't no mountain high enough
Why ain't you climbin up?
My hand has been extended every since the day I lent it to ya
I thought I knew ya, but I didn't even know ya
Bro, you're stupid, cause ya thought you'd catch a Cupid
and you found that love ain't two whiffs of shit
So I resign or quit
It ain't even about the hips, or the lips or the tits or
Even the pussywhip, Elizabeth, this is it
Because I slipped and I tripped into a shoe that didn't fit

And now the next man is stealing my heart away
I'd charge him like a bull, but his pull never fades me
The kid is going crazy, they steppin with my lady
They workin on a baby, I'm pushin up the daisies, but
hey diddle diddle, I won't play second fiddle
To no man and stand firm on this
And seal up on the bliss with a big juicy kiss
Just call me Big Gibraltor miss
No, I won't diss, I'm just like on to otha fish in the sea
In the sea that is

(Chorus 3X)

You know there's otha, you know that there's otha

(chorus repeats 20X) In the sea, baby (4X)

Lyrics: https://www.paroles-musique.com/eng/Murder_By_Death-Brother-lyrics,p02831615

Fourteen years have passed since that day
Your stories are the same but the ends have all changed
You carried on like you were some type of god
Some things will never change

We went home to see our folks
We laughed and we told jokes
It was like we were young again
On that deathbed our mother lay
How long she's got they still can't say
It took all this to get us back together again

How long is this going to last
You can't keep reliving your past
Screwing over the ones that you love
In the name of some new drug

So brother, raise another pint
Rev up the engine and drive off in the night
See you somewhere some place some time
I know there's better brothers but you're the only one that's mine x 2

The bondsman came to my door early the next day
He said "I come lookin' for you brother
You don't know what kind of trouble that he's in"

How long is this going to last
You can't keep reliving your past
Johnny law keeps a poundin' at my door
'Cause you screwed up some new score

So he's standing in the doorway like he owns the place
With a look of smug satisfaction on his face
I'm gonna give you up
Of that he's sure as hell
But I take one look at him and I know I'll never tell

So brother, raise another pint
Rev up the engine and drive off in the night
See you somewhere some place some time
I know there's better brother's but you're the only one that's mine

So brother, raise another pint
Rev up the engine and drive off in the night
I still look out for you no matter what you heard.
They can knock all of my doors down but I won't say a word x 2

Fourteen years have passed since that day and still nothing has changed.

One, two, three!
My baby don't mess around
Because she loves me so
This I know fo sho!

But does she really wanna
But can't stand to see me walk out the door
Don't try to fight the feeling
Because the thought alone is killin' me right now
Thank God for Mom and Dad
For sticking to together
Like we don't know how

Hey ya! Hey ya! x 4

You think you've got it
Oh, you think you've got it
But got it just don't get it when there's nothin' at all
We get together
Oh, we get together

But separate's always better when there's feelings involved
Know what they say -its
Nothing lasts forever!
Then what makes it, then what makes it x 2
Then what makes love the exception?
So why, oh, why, oh
Why, oh, why, oh, why, oh
Are we still in denial when we know we're not happy here

Hey ya! (y'all don't want to here me, ya just want to dance) Hey ya!
Don't want to meet your daddy (oh ohh), just want you in my caddy (oh ohh)
Hey ya! (oh, oh!) Hey ya! (oh, oh!)
Don't want to meet your momma, just want to make you cum-a (oh,oh!)
I'm (oh,oh) I'm (oh,oh) I'm just being honest! (oh,oh)
I'm just being honest!
Hey! alright now! alright now, fellas! Yea?
Now, what cooler than being cool? Ice cold!
I can't hear ya! I say what's, what's cooler than being cool? Ice cold!
Alright x 16
Okay, now ladies! Yea?

Now we gonna break this thang down for just a few seconds
Now don't have me break this thang down for nothin'
I want to see you on your badest behavior!
Lend me some sugar, I am your neighbor!
Ah! Here we go now,
Shake it x 9
Shake it like a Polaroid picture! Hey ya!
Shake it x 8, suga!
Shake it like a Polaroid picture!

Now all the Beyonce's, and Lucy Liu's, and baby dolls
Get on tha floor get on tha floor!
Shake it like a Polaroid picture!
Oh, you! oh, you!
Hey ya!(oh, oh) Hey ya!(oh, oh) x 3

I'm on it, get on it
The troops are on fire!
Ya know I need it, much closer
I'm trading just a little more
Step on it, electronic
The troops are on fire!
I'm much deeper, a sleeper
Waiting for the trip
Come on it, get on it
I'm carving through a letterbomb
I need it, loud potions
These drugs are just an hour away
Come on it, electronic
A polyphonic prostitute, the motors, on fire
Messiah for the animals
Ah, oh come on!
We got our backs to the wall!
Ah!
Get on!
And watch out!
Sayin', "Yer gonna kill us all!"

Now "Man is born to trouble
Sure as sparks to Heaven fly."
So said the man sat all alone
In the corner of my eye.
I said, "Why the long face? Why so sad?
Things cannot be that bad!"
He said, "My aching bones tell of trouble on the road
And you can't make light of this load"
He said, "You can't make light of this load."

Now just don't get me started on work, trust or money,
There are not enough hours in the day.
In a land where nothing works except the answering machines
You have to watch what you say.
All the high hopes of the Thatcher's breed
Lie crushed beneath some eighties creed.
Well "Moaning Minnies" we may be just don't let us explode,
You can't make light of this load.
They say, "You can't make light of this load."

Seems that grumbling is a privilege, a pleasure and a pastime
For those approaching 'middle rage.'
"The burden fits the back" they say, and I know I've got mine,
Thank heavens for the minimum wage!
"Things only get better, " they cried,
But over health and work and money they lied.
Well their patron saint is Meldew and complaining is the mode.
You can't make light of this load.
They say, "You can't make light of this load."

"Oh, don't the days seem lank and long
When all goes right and none goes wrong."
So avoid the sad old so-and-so with his sorry episode,
Who can't make light of his load, lads!
Who can't make light of his load.