Blue American - Placebo

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»

And 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 time 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 a 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