Brown Shoes Don’t Make It (Live At Whisky a Go Go/1968)

Lyrics

[Spoken] Alright, hol- quiet for just a second. We're gonna attempt something now that we've never performed on stage before. Might be a little raggedy in spots but, what the heck. Uh, when we first recorded "Brown Shoes Don't Make It", it was- it was pretty much of an ordeal because of the- some of the music uhh, was a little hard to play and we kept messing it up and all that stuff and 'bout two years later, we finally got around to pretending likе we learned it. And wе've been rehearsing on it uh, diligently for about a month now and uh, I don't know what's gonna happen but this is the world premiere live of "Brown Shoes Don't Make It" [Intro] Brown shoes don't make it Brown shoes don't make it Quit school, why fake it? Brown shoes don't make it [Verse 1] TV dinner by the pool Let your brother grow a beard Got another year of school You're okay, he's too weird Be a bummer he's the plumber He's a bummer every summer Be a loyal plastic robot For a world that doesn't care Smile at every ugly Shine on your shoes and cut your hair [Verse 2] Be a jerk and go to work Be a jerk and go to work Be a jerk and go to work Be a jerk and go to work Do your job and do it right Life's a ball! TV tonight Do you love it? Do you hate it? There it is, the way you made it Wow (One, two, three) [Verse 3] A world of secret hungers Perverting the men who make your laws Every desire is hidden away In drawer, in a desk By a Naughahyde chair On a rug where they walk and drool Past the girls in the office Hwak-pfft, hwak-pfft Hwak-pfft, hwak-pfft [Verse 4] We see in the back of the City Hall mind The dream of a girl about thirteen Off with her clothes and into a bed Where she tickles his fancy all night long His wife's attending an orchid show She squealed for a week to get him to go But back in the bed his teenage queen Is rocking and rolling and acting obscene Baby! Baby! Baby! Baby! Baby! Baby! (Baby! Baby!) [Verse 5] And he loves it, he loves it, it curls up his toes She bites his fat neck and it lights up his nose But he cannot be fooled, old City Hall Fred She's nasty, she's nasty, she digs it in bed (One, two, three!) [Verse 6] Do it again and do it some more That does it, by golly, it's nasty for sure Nasty-nasty-nasty, nasty-nasty-nasty Only thirteen and she knows how to nasty She's a dirty young mind Corrupted, corroded Well, she's thirteen today And I hear she gets loaded [Bridge] If she were my daughter I'd... (What are you gonna do, Daddy?) If she were my daughter I'd... (What are you gonna do, Daddy?) If she were my daughter I'd... (What are you gonna do, Daddy?) Heheheh.. [Verse 7] Smother that girl in chocolate syrup Strap her on again, oh baby Smother my daughter in chocolate syrup Strap her on again Well, she's my Teenage Baby and she turns me on I'd like to make her do a nasty on the White House lawn Cover my daughter in chocolate syrup And boogie till the cows come home [Outro] Time to go home, Madge is on the phone Gotta meet the Guerneys and a dozen gray attorneys TV dinner by the pool, I'm so glad I finished school Life is such a ball, I run the world from City Hall