Blue American

by Placebo

From the album: Black Market Music

Track 7 of 13 on Black Market Music (2000).

Duration: 03:31

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Lyrics for Blue American

I wrote this novel just for you It sounds pretentious but it's true I wrote this novel just for you That's why it's vulgar That's why it's blue And I say thank you I say thank you I wrote this novel just for Mom For all the Mommy things she's done For all the times she showed me wrong For all the times she sang God's song And I say thank you Mom Hello Mom Thank you Mom Hi Mom I read a book about Uncle Tom Where whitey bastard made a bomb But now Ebonics rule our song Those motherfuckers got it wrong And I ask Who is uncle Tom? Who is uncle Tom? Who is uncle Tom? You are I read a book about the self Said I should get expensive help Go fix my head Create some wealth Put my neurosis on the shelf But I don't care for myself I don't care for myself I don't care for myself I don't care I wrote this novel just for you I'm so pretentious Yes it's true I wrote this novel just for you Just for you Just for you

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