Artist/Band:
Frank Zappa
Lyrics for Song: Bobby Brown Goes Down
Lyrics for Album: Cheap Thrills [1998]
(Ooh . . . )
A real hologram!
(We sure do!)
I mean: not real, but almost a real hologram
Hey there, people, I'm Bobby Brown
They say I'm the cutest boy in town
My car is fast, my teeth is shiney
Tell all the girls they can kiss my heinie
(Tiny heinie ho!)
Here I am at a famous school
(Gonna fly now)
I'm dressin' sharp
I'm actin' cool
I got a cheerleader here wants to help with my paper
Let her do all the work 'n maybe later I'll rape her
Oh God I am the American dream
I do not think I'm too extreme
An' I'm a handsome son-of-a-bitch
Gonna get a good job 'n be real rich
(Get a good, get a good, get a good, get a good . . . )
Women's Liberation
Came creepin' across the nation
I tell you people, I was not ready
When I fucked this dyke by the name of Freddie
She made a little speech then,
Aw, she tried to make me say when
She had my balls in a vice, but she left the dick
I guess it's still hooked on, but now it shoots too quick
Oh God I am the American dream
But now I smell like Vaseline
An' I'm a miserable sonofabitch
Am I a boy or a lady . . . I don't know which
(I wonder wonder, Hi-Yo, Silver!)
So I went out 'n bought me a leisure suite
I jingle my change, but I'm still kinda cute
Got a job doin' radio promo
(Gonna fly now)
An' none of the jocks can even tell i'm a homo
Eventually me 'n a friend
Sorta of drifted along into S&M
(YA!)
I can take about an hour on the tower of power
'Long as I gets a little golden shower
Oh God I am the American dream
With a spindle up my butt till it makes me scream
An' I'll do anything to get ahead
Hi-Yo, Silver!
Oh God, Oh God, I'm so fan . . . Hi-Yo, Silver!
And my name is Bobby Brown
And my name is Bobby Brown
Hi-Yo, Silver! Away!
And my name is Bobby Brown
Hi-Yo, Silver!
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