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My brother's got a black an' white picture

 With numbers 'cross his chest

 An' he'll do 15 more years if his behavior stays at it's best

 He took the blame to save his best friends name

  In a job that went bad down in Birmingham

 Yeah, but he don't mind that orange suit cause he knows that clothes don't make the man

Two cells down from where my brother lays his head

 The walls that go Amazing Grace an' quotes of scriptures that man once read

 When he prayed upon the little souls of all those boys that did not understand

 But you can wear a robe that's laced with gold

 But The Clothes Don't Make The Man

 Designer names

 Rips and stains

 Shouldn't tell you who I am

 Cause sometimes angels hide their wings

 An' the Devil's dressed like a lamb

 Yeah, The Clothes Don't Make The Man

 They all laughed an called him names when he said that he was sent to be their king

 You don't even own a home

 You've got simple clothes an' sandals on your feet

 Stripped of his pride

 He was crucified

 On a cross with nails of hatred in his hands

 But he rose from the grave in 3 days

 Yeah, The Clothes Don't Make The Man

 Designer names

 Rips and stains

 Shouldn't tell you who I am

 Cause sometimes angels hide their wings

 An' the Devil's dressed like a lamb

 Yeah, The Clothes Don't Make The Man

 Designer names

 Rips and stains

 Shouldn't tell you who I am

 Cause sometimes angels hide their wings

 An' the Devil's dressed like a lamb

 Yeah, The Clothes Don't Make The Man

 They don't make the man

 They don't make the man

 They don't make the man

Woo...

Yeah...

Whoa, don't make the man

 Don't make the man, yeah

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Yeah-eahh...