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Welcome to Brown Town where Mr Brown wears a brown suit and a brown tie, all of his friends have brown tongues and talk in shades of beige.
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Mr Brown goes off to town on the 8.21,: But he comes home each evenin’ and he’s ready with his gun. So, who do you think you are kidding Mr. Hitler? ...
Mr Brown is a
clown who rides through town
in a coffin
(Where he be found?) In the coffin where there is
Three crows on top and two is laughing
Oh, what a confusion! Ooh, yeah, yeah!
What a botheration! Ooh, now, now!
Who is Mr Brown? I wanna know now!
He is nowhere to be found
From Mandeville to Slygoville,
coffin runnin' around,
Upsetting, upsetting, upsetting the town,
Asking for Mr Brown
From Mandeville to Slygoville,
coffin runnin' around,
Upsetting, upsetting, upsetting the town,
Asking for Mr Brown
I wanna know who (is Mr Brown)?
Is Mr Brown controlled by remote?
O-o-oh, calling duppy conqueror,
I'm the ghost-catcher!
This is your chance, oh big, big Bill bull-bucka,
Take your chance! Prove yourself! Oh, yeah!
Down in parade
People runnin like a masquerade
The police make a raid,
But the people - oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
They think it failed
What a thing in town
Crows chauffeur-driven around,
Skankin' as if they had never known
The man they call "Mr Brown"
I can tell you where he's from now
From Mandeville to Slygoville,
coffin runnin' around,
Upsetting, upsetting, upsetting the town,
Asking for Mr Brown
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