The truth comes out when living the straight and narrow Gossip queens better keep those eyes down low Take them right off me and put them back on the preacher As good as it ever will be a freeloader floating at sea It doesn't matter if they need me A house divided My conscience is a cricket every time I curse you know he writes me a ticket No one can be free when tied and bound and moved by strings I cut them down the preacher screams heavy weighs the burden of Brother Dee I swear at him, the cricket sings Heavy weighs the shoulders of Brother Dee Oh brother come back home Oh brother come back home I'm tired of being good you know I want to be bad But I cry when Jiminy won't call my name In the name of Lost Boys everywhere and Marilyn Jean I don't care if they don't like me But they're still the very best I don't care if they don't like me But they're still the very best My conscience has experience every time I cut myself he stops the bleeding And what good is freedom when rebellion becomes legal I cut it down the eagle screams falling to its tomb in the bloody sea Wendy Darling praying on her knees heavy weighs the burden of Brother Dee Oh brother come back home I'm tired of being good you know I want to be bad But I cry when Jiminy won't call my name In The name of Lost Boys everywhere and Marilyn Jean I don't care if they don't like me But they're still the very best I don't care if they don't like me But they're still the very best Take them right off me and put them back on the preacher As good as it ever will be a freeloader floating at sea It doesn't matter if they need me A freeloader floating at sea It doesn't matter if they need me A house divided Yeah