Bobby Brown Goes Down
Hey there, people, I'm Bobby BrownThey say I'm the cutest boy in townMy car is fast, my teeth is shinyI tell all the girls they can kiss my hineyHere I am at a famous schoolI'm dressin sharp and I'm acting coolI got a cheerleader here wants to help with my paperLet her do all the work and maybe later I'll rape her
Oh God, I am the American dreamI do not think I'm too extremeAnd I'm a handsome son of a bitchI'm gonna get a good job and be real rich
(Get a goodGet a goodGet a goodGet a good job)
Women's liberationCame creeping all across the nationI tell you people I was not readyWhen I fucked this dyke by the name of FreddieShe made a little speech then,Aw, she tried to make me say whenShe had my balls in a vice, but she left the dickI guess it's still hooked on, but now it shoots too quick
Oh God, I am the American dreamBut now I smell like VaselineAn I'm a miserable son of a bitchAm I a boy or a lady...I don't know which
(I wonder, wonderWonder, wonder)
So I went out and bought me a leisure suitI jingle my change, but I'm still kinda cuteGot a job doing radio promoAnd none of the jocks can even tell I'm a homoEventually me and a friendSorta drifted along into S&MI can take about an hour on the tower of powerAs long as I gets a little golden shower
Oh God, I am the American dreamWith a spindle up my butt till it makes me screamAnd I'll do anything to get aheadI lay awake nights saying, thank you, Fred!Oh God, oh God, I'm so fantastic!Thanks to Freddie, I'm a sexual spasticAnd my name is Bobby BrownWatch me now, I'm going down,And my name is Bobby BrownWatch me now, I'm going downAnd my name is Bobby BrownWatch me now, I'm going down