Lee suffers from delusional grandeur, and this song is the result of Stewart Lee observing the meteoric rise in popularity of russell brand, whilst he sits on the sidelines wondering "why him and not me. Stewart Lee just attacks anything that doesn't fit in with his stupidly socialist world view. Dave Chappelle's could show him how it's done. Stewart Lee doesn't actually exist, does he? He's a creation designed to satirise that kooky metropolitan "I hate the mainstream, me" superiority complex. It's clever comedy for thick people.
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Now you can't help but be tempted by fruit hanging ripe on the tree If you desire to lay here beside me, come to my sweet melody "Make a Little Noise" and "Aphrodisiac" by M: Danny Brown has "I Will". He doesn't even try to hide what the song's about. Take it off, baby, bend over, let me see it You looking for a real pussy eater, I can be it Akon's "Right Now Na na na ".
No matter which way we look, we don't see any real security be it for our jobs, our homes, our children, for the environment, and especially for those in the far reaches of the empire whose vulnerability is used shamelessly to maintain our standard of living by those who claim to represent us. When you come face to face with the fact that now, when we are said to be at the height of civilization, blessed with amazing technology, the fact that we are less secure than ever in our recorded history tells us that something is terribly, terribly wrong. If this picture seems too bleak, you haven't been paying attention.
Folks, I'd like to sing a song about the American dream About you, about me About the way our American hearts beat, way down in the bottoms of our chests About that special feeling we get in the cockles of our hearts Maybe below the cockles Maybe in the sub-cockle area Maybe in the liver, maybe in the kidneys, maybe even in the colon We don't know VERSE 1: I'm just a regular Joe with a regular job I'm your average white, suburbanite slob I like football and porno and books about war I got an average house with a nice hardwood floor My wife and my job my kids and my car My feet on my table, and a Cuban cigar But sometimes that just, ain't enough, to keep a man like me interested oh no no way uh uhhh No I got to go out and have fun at someone else's expense whoa yeeeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah I drive really slow in the ultra-fast lane While people behind me are going insane CHORUS: Maybe i shouldn't be singin this song Ranting and raving and carrying on Maybe their right when they tell me I'm wrong I'm an asshole, and im proud of it Well..