It just so happens I have many conernsMy brother’s down the road and my lover in townThey both need affectionAnd some kind of loveWell I’m the one who gives it at any given timeFrom two in the morning to sixCall me up and cryMy lover keeps it secret that we meet under coversWhen asked by her man if we two are loversShe says, « I hardly know him.Besides, he’s not my type. »Her man’s a policeman with a keen sense of troubleHe’s known just by dangerAnd all kinds of liarsBrother called this morning in a terrible panicSpies in the closet, bugs in the atticHe screams bloody murder saying, »We’re all gonna die.Death is upon me, I know ’cause he showed mePictures of graveyards and us underneath. »I’m losing my hearing from my brother screaming, »They’re coming to get me andSomeone call the police. »Two in the morning, the phone disconnectedHer man knows I’m calling, it’s what I expectedA note on my backdoor saying, « Baby not tonight. »So I sit with my brother who is nursing a cut wristHe’s mumbling « Forgive me. »And « Don’t let them take me away. »I can be a good boy and stay out of troubleJackie I love you andDon’t let them take your brotherStrapped to a table, go in electrodes »Jackie come save me the doctors will kill me. » »No, they’re here to help youStraighten out your mind. »The TV is blaring with some preacher saying thatGod is among us and he hears our criesLord, do me a favorIt’s wrong but I ask youTake my brother’s life’Cause he’s sick of the sufferingThe pills he’s inhalingThe cross he is bearingThat is his trouble mind