Words: Robert Asprin, "Zilch"
Brothers, brothers, there were never such devoted brothers
[A] I wouldn't hire a bodyguard . . . No way
[B] I'me here to see that he behaves!
Bearing, sharing, every single contract we are caring
The commandant said that we were on half-pay
[A] So I fought the battle . . .
[B] . . . And I got paid!
All through the story, so bloody and gory,
We fight till the battle is won.
Two different faces, but in tight places,
[A] We're there with a knife . . .
[B] . . . Or a gun!
Those who've seen us,
Know that not a thing could come between us.
Lots of folks have tried to split us up
But there's no way . . .
Lord help the mother,
Who comes between me and my brother.
And lord help the brother
Who comes between me and my pay!
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