The tale of two brothers...a memoir nRemember that kid we beat up back in college nMe, you, and Thompson out in front of the frat nAnd that hippie went home crying to his parents nI can't believe you got us out of that nHow sweet was that nGod we were drunk nDrove around all night after it with that keg in the trunk nAnd when the cop pulled us over nYou talked us out of that, too nnYou got away with it nYou got away nYou get away with nThe things that you say nnI had to quit partying about a year and a half after you did nI don't regret it though, I think it was fun nBesides, it was the 70's nWe were a couple of rich kids nAnd aside from that one hippie nWe never really hurt anyone nWell, there's that other thing that I won't even say nAs God as my witness I'll take that to my grave nCause that was an accident nAnd you did what you had to do nnYou got away with it nYou got away nYou get away with nThe things that you say nI worry forever nNever for you nYou'll get away with it nYou always do nnYou never did tell me what happened with you and your brother down there in Florida nI heard they gave you a hell of a time nEverybody around here was afraid you might lose nI told them not to worry cause I knew you'd be fine nHad me out here to Camp David a few times over the years nI think the first time we were teenagers sneakin' beers nLook at you now you old son of a bitch nYou got the run of this place nUnbelievable nnYou got away with it nYou got away nYou got away with nThe things that you say nI worry forever nNever for you nYou'll get away with it nYou always do nYou'll get away with nThis new thing too