Brother, Pt. 2 Lyrics - Bright Lights, Big City Soundtrack

Michael:
Brother, calling my brother

Jamie:
Michael, what are you doing here?

Michael:
What the hell’s going on with you?
I’ve been calling for a week now

Jamie:
Yeah, I know

Michael:
And, so?

Jamie:
And, so?

Michael:
So, why don’t you call me back?
I don’t get it
This week is the anniversary
Of our mother dying, brother
I’ve been trying to get you
Just to let you know—

Jamie:
You’re going to spread her ashes on the lake

Michael:
But not without you
Brother, calling my brother
Face it, Jamie, face it now
It’s been tough on all of us
Deal with it somehow, be a man
You can do that, can’t you, brother?

Jamie:
I gotta go

Michael:
No, you’re not going anywhere

Jamie:
Look, don’t be an asshole, Michael

Michael:
Hey, Mr. Wonderful,
Who galloped in from New York
For the last act of Mom’s life?
With your stupid rented sports car and your stupid model wife!

Jamie:
Shut up!

Michael:
Like it was some New York party you didn’t mind being late for!

Jamie:
Shut up!

Michael:
You never had to exert yourself for anything
School, girls, awards, fancy jobs,
They all just fell in your lap!

Jamie:
Shut the f*ck up!

Michael:
Make me!