Hey Brother

Look at my puppy

Can you spare a quarter

Playing guitar and stinking up the corner

Patchouli oil and freshly dirty feet

Mom's station wagon is parked down the street

Hey brother hey what ever happened to twisted sister

Your jacket still smells like bleach

Used to say anarchy but now it's peace

Oh boy jerry's playing in the park

But you've got to be home before dark

Hey brother hey what ever happened to twisted sister

I can't even walk down the street

Without some hippy bugging me

Oh god I'm starving feed me please

I got sixty bucks but it's for my tickets

To the dead shows in Sacto the one's next week

What ever happened to you