Bran Van 3000 - The answer lyrics

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Jesus Christ was a superstar

A pimpin' big daddy with a Lincoln Town Car

Drove it real fast with the fly-ass hos

Playing chicken with the devil for the greatest applause

First came the question

And then came the answer

And then came the ultimate question:

Are you happy?

Then the messiah, alright

Lost and found with the resurrection

And with tools of deep precision

With the schools of thought complexion

Teaching us the brain expansion

It got heavy, we started dancing

Bran van three grand

We don't have to make it

Complicated

Act like a man, boy

We don't have to make it

Complicated

I said come comma comma comma some more

Kick up the club floor, that's what ya came for

Leave your big booty round at my front porch

And leave your big ugly frown back out the back door

Forget your big plans, your high ideals

'Cause it's a quicksand for the way you feel

When they put you down the river and they leave you squeal

Come on, squeal like a pig how the summer girl feels

We're leaving, leaving our machine this very evening

They're programming your head

So stop believing

No need to complicate, it's all illusion

Anyways, I feel the machine's got boring

Bran van three grand

We don't have to make it

Complicated

Act like a man, boy

We don't have to make it

Complicated

Hey Charlton Heston

Moses did alright without a handgun

If you're horny for god let Dizzy give some

I'm Dizzy D, no one the finer

The queen and king, from here to China

All the ladies love to give me the boom boom boom boom

Back to my room where it's hurry hurry hurry and wait

A bottle of crisp and a pasta plate

Kick up the love baby, down the hate

'Cause the bran van brothers do not complicate

Say hurry hurry hurry rush

You're moving so fast that you're out of touch

Money money money got your head in a mush

Now Bush has got the button, is he gonna push?

Well, some little joker got a dot-com deal

About Internet wiggers and keepin' it real

You're sweatin' like a fool to put the gravy on your meal

And now you just found out you lost your sex appeal

Bran van three grand

We don't have to make it

Complicated

Act like a man, boy

We don't have to make it

Complicated

The answer...

(Can you take me higher?)

...is in the dancer.