About Mr. Brown
What can you say about tomorrow?
What do you know about my life?
What do you say to your daughter?
What do you lie about to your wife?
Oh
Say Mr. Brown, how bout your daughter
I got a good idea where she came tonight
And do you agree we are lost here
That's alright, because among the lost we all shall survive
What can you say about this weather
It's not gonna rain on tonight's parade no-no-no
I feel your soul, as light as a feather
Oh my man, a long time ago you went flat out insane
Yeah-oh-oh
Say Mr. Brown, how bout your brother?
You could give a damn what he done with his life, I know you could
But the more you push your kids out the front door
One day they're gonna come back asking where's my life
Oh oh-oh-oh
Yeah yeah
What's that you say when the rain won't go away?
What's that you do when no ones looking at you?
Where's that you go after the show? What's that you say?
Say Mr. Brown, how bout your mother?
Do you even know where she spends her nights?
She seeks solace between the covers
That darkness, will take her life
Oh
Say Mr. Brown
You best pack your things and get the hell on out of this town
Don't you know?
Yeah yeah
What's that you say when the rain won't go away?
What's that you do when no one's looking at you?
Where's that you go after the show?
What's that say?
Chicago
What do you know about my life?
What do you say to your daughter?
What do you lie about to your wife?
Oh
Say Mr. Brown, how bout your daughter
I got a good idea where she came tonight
And do you agree we are lost here
That's alright, because among the lost we all shall survive
What can you say about this weather
It's not gonna rain on tonight's parade no-no-no
I feel your soul, as light as a feather
Oh my man, a long time ago you went flat out insane
Yeah-oh-oh
Say Mr. Brown, how bout your brother?
You could give a damn what he done with his life, I know you could
But the more you push your kids out the front door
One day they're gonna come back asking where's my life
Oh oh-oh-oh
Yeah yeah
What's that you say when the rain won't go away?
What's that you do when no ones looking at you?
Where's that you go after the show? What's that you say?
Say Mr. Brown, how bout your mother?
Do you even know where she spends her nights?
She seeks solace between the covers
That darkness, will take her life
Oh
Say Mr. Brown
You best pack your things and get the hell on out of this town
Don't you know?
Yeah yeah
What's that you say when the rain won't go away?
What's that you do when no one's looking at you?
Where's that you go after the show?
What's that say?
Chicago
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Writer(s): Marc Andrew Roberge, Richard On
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