F#m C#m
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
Hm C#m
And I say, thank you
And I say, thank you
F#m C#m
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
Hm C#m
And I say thank you Mom
Hello Mom
Thank you Mom
Hi Mom
F#m C#m
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
Hm C#m
Who is uncle Tom?
Who is uncle Tom?
Who is uncle Tom?
You are
F#m C#m
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
Hm C#m
But I don\'t care for myself
I don\'t care for myself
I don\'t care for myself
I don\'t care
F#m C#m
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
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