Who's the killer in this town?
It surely can't be Mr. Brown
Calmly living on his farm
Wouldn't do his wife no harm
No, it can't be Mr. Brown
No, it can't be Mr. Brown
Thanks to his thousand grand
This winter we'll be nice and warm
His contributions give him charm
He even gave us his barn
No, it can't be Mr. Brown
No, it can't be Mr. Brown
But one night he cut the mayor's arm
And left the poor man to drown
And took over the crown
To burn this village down
Maybe it was Mr. Brown
And maybe it was Mr. Brown
Na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na...
Maybe it was Mr. Brown
And maybe it was Mr. Brown
He's nice to your face, and then stabs you in the back
He's good to embrace, but you can feel his knife
Sadly everyone has a Mr. Brown in their life