If we killed my brother John
Then he'd never touch my things
If we killed my brother John
Then he'd never rat me out
If we killed my brother John
My inheritance would grow
You're a lunatic, come on
Can't we let the subject go
We could chloroform a rag
And make him breathe the vapors
Then use it as a gag
To choke him
And once his face is green
We'll throw him in a bag
Flee the murder scene
Then read about it in the papers
If we killed my brother John
Then my father would drop dead
If we killed my brother John
Then I'd get the bigger room
If we killed my brother John
Like I've always yearned to do
If you killed your brother John
Every lead would point to you
We could borrow some old gun
And shoot him in his slumber
Perhaps it would be fun
To torture him
We'll make it look like rape
And once the deed is done
We'll misdirect the cops
And watch his name become a number
If we killed my brother John
You could never practice law
If we killed my brother John
You could never face your mother
If we killed my/your brother John
Could you live with what you did
"Okay--" Not my brother John
Let's go kill some random kid
I'll lure him to my car
Then strike with something sizable
We'll drive out extra far
To dump him
Pour acid on his face
And every and birthmark, mole or scar
Then strip off all his clothing
So he'll be unrecognizable
Just a boy who's in the park
Won't be smart enough to run
Just a kid who's in the dark
Won't be strong enough to fight
Bait the fish to feed the shark
30 seconds and he's gone
What a way to make your mark
Better than my brother John
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