[FZ synclavier

Chad Wackerman drums]



Brown Moses:



Oh-oh! Wait a minute!

What?



(singing)



What wickedness id dis?

De way you's carryin' on!

Dis pygmy I be clutchin'

Have been lef' out on de lawn!



De daddy were ne-GLIJ-ible,

De mama were de-FLATE-able,

De trauma to de imfunt

Be mostly not ne-GATE-able



Yo' urgin' to be exitin'

Because of dem fla-min-i-go's

Be thoroughly perplexin' him

Because of where yo' petuh goes



If only you been 'siderate

Erbout dis lil' illiterate

I wouldna been trudgin' cross de san'

Fum way down yonder in E-gyp-lan'



Dey callin' me BROWN MOSES,

Fo' dat id sho'ly what I am,

Ancient an' re-lij-er-mus

Solemn an' pres-tig-i-mus



Wisdom reekin' outa me

'Long wif summa dis baby pee

'Minds me of dem River Weeds

'N all dem ignint Bible deeds



Growed up in de Pharoah place,

Lef' de sucker in disgrace!

Some dem boys refuse to loin

Somthin' smokin': Somthin' boin!



Somethin' borry: Somethin' blue!

Best keeps a lil' paper

In yo shoe!

Hear me when I's tellin' you:

Leavin' de midgit were

WRONG T'DO!



It's a terr'ble thang, done did to him

Left wit de crab-grass

Over his chin!



Sho'ly one day he will grow,

'N put some shit

In yo' sack o' woe



OL' BROWN MOSES now have spoke!

Could ya lends me 'bout a dollar?

I's a tiny bit broke



I likes my wine

I loves my gin

'N fo a lil' collateral,

I'll gives ya HIM!

A lil' collateral,

I'll gives ya HIM!

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