Suppose I accidentally got my shit together
Would I get a medal?
Or a pat on the back and a little feather
I could stick in my cap or pin it to my shirt
Go out in the yard and poke it in the dirt
Or leave it in the woods where it couldn't be found
If it fell over, would it make a sound?
And if it did, would it be the sound that you like?
Or should I do it over until I get it right?
You say everything I know is wrong
So do me a favor, and play along for a minute
As the rusty gears turn
Don't be alarmed if you smell something burning upstairs
It's a little BB rolling around in a box car
See us together
Maybe it wouldn't be hard to explain
If I only had a brain
(chorus)
Somewhere on a higher mental plain
{Somewhere On A Higher mental plain}
I might learn to come in from the rain
{I might learn to come in from the rain}
If I had a clue would I still be here with you?
{If I had a clue would I still be here with you?}
Gee whiz, if I only had a brain
{Gee Whiz, If I only had a brain}
Who's that?
Oh, my little friend cupid
Wearing a shirt that says I'm with stupid
Always nearby wherever I go
He's looking out for me, don't you know
Mr. excitement, never in a rut
Johnny on the spot with an arrow in the butt
Ouch! I guess your love is true
Now, if I could only get a clue
(chorus)
HadA Brain
Had a brain
had a brain
had a brainActually pretty good vid
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This songwriter seems very upset about something more than what he's singing about. Such anger. Also he seems to be enjoying being angry. No desire to change his retarded situation. Why do we love being miserable ?
I think it is something in the American mindset. The Russians have it worse, but there is just something about anger and misery that Americans love.
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