Brainchild

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