Jealous, your jealous brother!
We find comfort hiding from each other,

from those country boys and their prejudice,
from the warring gangs plaguing cities,
from the suburban girls that call themselves ladies.

O Cain, your brother loves you.
O Cain, your brother loves you.

And I want you to know that I love you,
I want you to know...

We find comfort hiding from each other.
Come together! While we’re found hiding fathers rape their children,

mothers curse their child,
and no one cares they’re crying.

No one cares they’re crying?
No one cares?
We wont put up with that.
We need to care.

Embrace your neighbor.
Kill the difference.