Buster Brown by The Adverbs
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By way of a disclaimer, i have been asked to include the following statement: "John claims that he intended to write some highly enlightening lyrics, but "sometimes words just sneak up and bite you on the ass"". You have been forewarned. To be kind, one could look upon this song as an idyll of bygone childhood days that have been lost forever. I, having been tasked with performing these words, prefer to see it as one of the dumbest things I have ever sung (no small feat). John wrote the "lyrics" and Dee Dee Ramone's the crap out of the bass; Joe sings (valiantly) and does all the other stuff. L'chaim, bitches! Buster Brown Well my momma came home today She had a bag in the Chevrolet Told me go and take a look I went running outside to find What could possibly be inside Would it be a comic book book book? How my face fell When I saw what I had found found found Yeah yeah Just a box now And the box say Buster Brown Brown Buster Brown Is it just cuz of Buster's bangs? Or the way that his page boy hangs? I aint wearin' those no how And his hideous little mutt Feel like kickin' it in the gut Aint gonna wear those when Im out out out Not a frisbee Or a rock'em sock'em clown clown clown Yeah yeah Just a box now And the box say Buster Brown Justa box now And the box say Buster Brown Brown brown brown
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