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