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 sang thank you 
I sang 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 our song 
And I sang 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 asked 
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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