Saturday Night Krazy Karaoke

With apologies to Jim Croce. Submit your own entries to Krazy Karaoke at Lefty's Lounge.

Bad Bad “Brownie” Brown

Well the department known as FEMA
Don’t like the baddest parts of town
If you’re in need of food
You’re gonna get screwed
By a man named “Brownie” Brown

Now “Brownie,” he’s in trouble
You see he shovels bullshit so thick
All the NOLA ladies call him “Dubya Lover”
All the men just call him “Dick.”

And he’s bad, bad “Brownie” Brown
Most heartless man in the whole damned town
Badder than old King Kong
And meaner than a junkyard dog

Now “Brownie,” he’s a gambler
Likes to risk other people’s lives
And he likes to wave his ideology
In front of everybody’s eyes
He’s got a job he really don’t deserve
And a big fat paycheck too
And got a thirty-two gun in his pocket full of fun
If you’re a looter, he’ll shoot you.

And he’s bad, bad “Brownie” Brown
Most useless man in the whole damned town
Badder than old King Kong
And meaner than a junkyard dog

Now Friday ‘bout a week ago
“Brownie,” shootin’ dice
From his cushy ol’ office
He watched the storm swirl
And ooh that storm looked nice
He thought about all them black folks
And knew they’d have to stay
Then “Brownie” Brown, he had a cigar
While he watched them get washed away.

Well, the black folks took to fighting
For their very souls and lives
Now “Brownie” looks like the bastard he is
Full of nothing but shit and lies.

And he’s bad, bad “Brownie” Brown
Most horrid man in the whole damned town
Badder than old King Kong
And meaner than a junkyard dog

Yeah, he’s badder than old King Kong
And meaner than a junkyard dog.