I got your message, it made me feel like I was on cloud nine It made me jump from my seat, my heart near missed a beat I had to hear her voice to calm me down We know we've not exactly been the best of brothers But you ain't got no others, we'll have to work this out just you and me And the only thing we ask is that you let us be alone We'll be up on our feet soon Take no heed of those who hurt you on a downhill pushbike Telling you something like, the world needs dead steggers too So smoke another cotton mill Sing till you're hoarse, and we'll be there of course To carry you on our shoulders through the streets And the only thing we ask is that you let us be alone We'll be up on our feet soon So take those kid gloves off, give the world a standing acre Cause here we come And the only thing we ask is that you let us be alone We'll be up on our feet soon And the only thing we ask is that you let us be alone We'll be up on our feet soon Thanks for watching!