Brian...the babe they called Brian,
Grew...grew, grew and grew,
Grew up to be,
Grew up to be,
A boy called Brian,
A boy called Brian.
He had arms, and legs, and hands, and feet
This boy whose name was Brian,
And he grew, grew, grew and grew,
Grew up to be,
Yes he grew up to be,
A teenager called Brian,
A teenager called Brian.
And his face became spotty
Yes his face became spotty,
And his voice dropped down low,
And things started to grow,
On young Brian and so,
He was certainly no,
No girl named Brian,
Not a girl named Brian.
And he started to shave,
And have one off the wrist,
And want to see girls,
And go out and get pissed
A man called Brian.
This man called Brian.
The man they called Brian.
This man called Brian.By Vini Poncia and Richard Starkey
WHO NEEDS A HEART THAT IS BROKEN IN TWO?
WHO NEEDS A DREAM THAT'S BEEN SHATTERED?
WHO CRIES FOR MORE WHEN THE JOY TURNS TO PAIN?
YOU JUST PRETEND IT NEVER MATTERED.
(Tell me, who needs a love like yours?)
THAT IS BRINGING ME DOWN?
(And tell me, who sees a love like ours?)
THAT WENT WRONG FROM THE START?
YOU HAVE BROKEN MY HEART,
WE'RE JUST OCEANS APART
BUT STILL IT DOESN'T MATTER.
WHY DOES IT HURT WHEN YOU KNOW WHO'S TO BLAME?
WHY WERE THE WORDS SOFTLY SPOKEN?
WHY WASTE THE TIME WHEN WE'VE BEEN THERE BEFORE?
THE TIES THAT BIND ARE ALMOST BROKEN.
(Tell me, who needs a love like yours?)
THAT IS BRINGING ME DOWN?
(And tell me, who sees a love like ours?)
THAT WENT WRONG FROM THE START?
YOU HAVE BROKEN MY HEART,
WE'RE STILL OCEANS APART
BUT STILL IT DOESN'T MATTER.
WE'RE JUST OCEANS APART
BUT STILL IT DOESN'T MATTER.
WHO CRIES FOR MORE WHEN THE JOY TURNS TO PAIN?
YOU JUST PRETEND IT NEVER MATTERED,
YOU JUST PRETEND IT NEVER MATTERED.
WHO NEEDS A HEART THAT'S BEEN SHATTERED?
WHO NEEDS A DREAM THAT'S BEEN BROKEN?
AND WHO NEEDS THE WORDS SOFTLY SPOKEN?