You are playing around with your marble
And I see you from my window
The old man is dead in that hole

No more Mr. Brown no more, No more Mr. Anymore

Are birds singing that song?
Are the birds singing upside down?
Where are you Mr. Anymore?

No more Mr. Brown no more, In the place where stood the unsure

The people should care about their boots
Wet feet can turn in to a cold
Those quick moves don't make me bold

So good luck Mr. Brown no more, In the place where ...peed a whore.