Comet Gain - The Godfrey Brothers Lyrics

Ragged jagged hearts never quite filled
Sweet wee county choirboys
A dumb angel and a would be rolled stone
Two obsessed gold varnish cowboys
I guess we'll never make it
I guess we'll never know
Whether it was worth it all, the ribbons and the bows

And I was the first brother to die
I guess too late to be recognized
I wanna be loved
I wanna be free
So pin your teenage heart to me

In a West Hampstead room I fight the gloom
With 500 Beach Boys bootlegs
All of them, they think that we're strange
Working upstairs in the record tape exchange

I guess we'll never make it
I guess we'll never know
Did we sing for scented scarves and imagined girls

And I was the second brother to die
So please play the beautiful music
I wanna be true
I wanna move you
I'll pin my teenage heart to you

The Godfrey Brothers to be remembered at all
The Godfrey Brothers to be remembered with love after all
After all
The Godfrey Brothers to be remembered with love after all
After all
The Godfrey Brothers to be remembered with love after all
Raise our arms to the rain
The Godfrey Brothers they won't remember our names after all
After all
The Godfrey Brothers to be remembered with love after all
After all
To be remembered with love after all