Brain Child
by The Auteurs
From the album: Now I'm a Cowboy
Track 2 of 11 on Now I'm a Cowboy (1994).
Duration: 3:43
Lyrics for Brain Child
Some of the things a cowboy does To make you howl out at the moon and blush I think you'd better look around Keep your ear down to the ground There's a genius in every town No mother's son will ever forget it Brainchild You stole away my life For a while Stole away my life Stole away my time Stole away my You're a thief with style Your unfaithful sertvants calling you In and out of your blind spot out of view I think you'd better turn a leaf The poet is the only thief What Patti says, Patti does No mother's son will let you forget it Brainchild You stole away my life For a while Stole away my life Stole away my time Stole away my You're a thief with style Meticulous and gaunt Style, articulate Style, preoccupation Style Great lost albums no outtakes You're getting older and past your peak I think you better look around Keep your ear down to the ground There's a genius in your home town No mother's son will let you forget it Brainchild You stole away my life For a while Stole away my life Stole away my time Stole away my You're a thief with style You're a thief with style You're a thief with style You're a thief with style You're a thief You're a thief