My little brother gotta engine on him, gotta engine on him
And he can't slow down

My little brother gotta engine on him, gotta engine on him
And he can't slow down

But he dreams and he hopes on

Better than anyone I've ever known in this world,

in this world

My little brother gotta engine on him, gotta engine on him
And he can't slow down

My little sister's pretty as a princess and hotter than a pistol
When the sun goes down

My little sister's pretty as a princess and hotter than a pistol
When the sun goes down

And all the dreams may grow long

Try to find a place to call it home in this world,

in this world

My little sister's pretty as a princess and hotter than a pistol
When the sun goes down

We must have fallen pretty hard

when we fell in love with money

Because looking at her now

the sunny days don't seem so sunny

But the clouds are filled with music

so let it fall on us like rain

I can feel it in the air,

see it dancing on my window pane
I guess the gods that hold the key

Just don't want us to believe in this world

I believe in this world, I believe

My little guitar got a few songs in her, gotta few songs in her
That ain't been found

My little guitar got a few songs in her, gotta few songs in her
That ain't been found