You were for sure crazy wild A self confessed trouble child Stories we got loads From 20 years travelling around the globe From the beautiful island of Rhodes, to the beaches of Mexico, London and Baltimore When we played our rock and roll, the crowd wanted more Megale, kumbaro, filemou Christaro Simera Tovrathi, tha ta pumee Wish you were here, Wish you were here, my brother Wish you were here My brother from another mother The women came from near and far As we flipped Bacardi bottles behind the bar And when we called time at 3 You’d take them to the jungle, and tie em to a tree You wrote a song for every girl They melted, you were their world But was same song for every one We all knew that, as you sang along Megale, kumbaro, filemou Christaro Simera Tovrathi, tha ta pumee Wish you were here, Wish you were here, my brother Wish you were here My brother from another mother Sat all night on the beach The sand still warm from yesterday's heat A bottle of Jack in easy reach The days of our lives, those days in Greece Megale, kumbaro, filemou Christaro Simera Tovrathi, tha ta pumee Wish you were here, Wish you were here, my brother Wish you were here My brother from another mother Written by: Kristian Wyatt Copyright: 2020 Kristian Wyatt