Blue American
I wrote this novel just for youIt sounds pretentiousBut it's trueI wrote this novel just for youThat's why it's vulgarThat's why it's blue
And I sayThank you
I wrote this novel just for MomFor all the mommy things she's doneFor all the timesShe showed me wrongFor all the timeShe sang God's song
And I sayThank-you MomHello MomThank-you MomHi Mom
I read a book about Uncle TomWhere a whitey bastard made a bombBut now EbonicsRule our songThose motherfuckers got it wrong
And I askWho is Uncle Tom?You are
I read a book about the selfSaid I should get expensive helpGo fix my headCreate some wealthPut my neurosis on the shelfBut I don't care for myselfI don't care
I wrote this novel just for youI'm so pretentiousYes it's trueI wrote this novel just for youJust for you