Broadback, you're our fortified wall and all that
We'd hoped you could halt the attack
Broadback, they're well past fire and axe
God (I beg you) keep the sanctum intact
Should they bludgeon your redwood thighs
And you are left to writhe
Your body's not something I can carry back
Don't ask me to let you die
Broadback, remember the name you carved in the pew?
You're always in use my beautiful brute
Broadback, of course you're strong and all that
But what hope am I should you collapse?
Should they bludgeon your redwood thighs
And you are left to writhe
Your body's not something I can carry back
And I don't want you to die
Don't want you to, don't want you to, don't want you to die
Don't want you to, don't want you to, don't want you to die
Bravery and dauntlessness say nothing of discretion
No matter what I do I won't get you to avoid a confrontation
Bravery and dauntlessness speak volumes less than caution
I won't be left alone with all your clothes and no reason to wash them
Don't want you to die
Don't want you to, don't want you to, don't want you to die
Don't want you to, don't want you to, don't want you to die
Don't want you to, don't want you to, don't want you to die
Don't want you to, don't want you to, don't want you to die
I'd make a horrid widower
You better come back alive
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