i know you always did things your way
that's why i loved you, but why did you have to go and
die on my birthday, its not even been a year since
Johnny Cash sang his last Song.
 
i know this might sound weird
but i always thought i'd meet you
and i know im not 14 but it really hurt me healing
the news that are anounced
that Marlon Brando died today.
 
bring back Brando, bring back Brando
its my 29th birthday and all i want to bring back brando
 
i knew the day [bad word] but i imagined i'd be with you
at the very least vaguely know you
at the very very least i'd get [bad word] with you.
i'd ask you what you drinkning
you'd reply: oh what have ya got?
 
bring back Brando, bring back Brando
its my 29th birthday and all i want to bring back brando
 
its getting on quite late im sad, im rather tired
maybe 5 is one too many times to watch Streetcar Named Desire haven't even started to watch The Fugitive Kind.
 
This is all i have left of my lifetime's mild? obsession its not the few bad movies, its your timing that i question
who knows, a few more years
could've been there to say goodbye
 
bring back Brando, bring back Brando
its my 29th birthday and all i want to bring back brando