Keith
Pretends he has a barbed wire heart, a-a-barbed wire heart,
He calls you champ when the ringing comes across the phone, you know trouble is a head.
Ring has a meaning, not what you think, ring camera on, Catches , fireman in the act,
He would rather be fishing, while the coffee cools and the night stays intact.
Keith rides with outlaws, stays on patrol, ring the bell and roll,
Barbed-wire heartbeat, but the jokes are gold.
Dogs with no no no names just why, use red, black or gray—they will come .
Wears yellow socks, will anyone notice, hey, hey.
Keith and Biff , two peas in a pod, fight like twins but brothers no shame , but being cookie thieves,who do you blame .
They are proof you can choose colleagues and apparently your own brother to believe.
His Jeep isn’t just a vehicle, it’s a rolling love letter to mud and coffee breaks,
Waiting on a punchline, throughout the day .
Ring camera on, a witness in the hall,
Plumbers get ready, fire brigades, stay on call.
If you hear the chorus echo from the break-room wall,
You’ll know Biff Biff Buff passed and answered the call.
If Keith calls you champ as the day goes by, his barbed wire heart has rusted .
Two hearts in a hallway collide, a little chaos, a friendly high-five.
Grip the moment, drive the night, let the melodies align,
Cookie, comrades, and a Jeep that shines.
He ride with outlaws, stay on patrol, ring the bell and roll,
Barbed-wire heart, but the jokes never grow old.
Dogs with no names , names just why, red, black or gray,
Yellow socks—tonight we’ll say hooray.
The minutes drift away, in laughter and friend-friend—
We choose colleagues, we choose brothers, till the very end.
On-call plumbers rise with the dawn, disasters don’t wait for a better time,
They rush to the scene, wrenches ready, sealing every broken line.
Keith and Biff brothers till the End
