Who’s the killer in this town? It surely can’t be Mr. Brown Calmly living on his farm Wouldn’t do his wife no harm
No, it can’t be Mr. Brown No, it can't be Mr. Brown
Thanks to his thousand grand This winter we’ll be nice and warm His contributions give him charm He even gave us his barn
No, it can’t be Mr. Brown No, it can't be Mr. Brown
But one night he cut the mayor's arm And left the poor man to drown And took over the crown To burn this village down
Maybe it was Mr. Brown And maybe it was Mr. Brown
Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na...
Maybe it was Mr. Brown And maybe it was Mr. Brown
He's nice to your face, and then stabs you in the back He's good to embrace, but you can feel his knife Sadly everyone has a Mr. Brown in their lifeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.