My Brown Fist

Written by Douglas Firestein

I’ve been watching all year
Waiting for the perfect time
I’ve had so many chances
But it never felt quite right

Now the time has come
There ain’t no holdin’ back
I’m dropping by your place later
There’s a gift i want you to have

Ain’t you ready?
Are you ready?
Are you ready for Doug?!?

Show up at your house
Wearing Christmas gloves
You’ll see the fancy ribbon
Ask me “what the fuck?”

I’ll just flash you a smile
Say Its the perfect gift
(Do do do do do)
MY BROWN FIST

Your bloody lip has smeared
In the midst of this heinous crime
I’d love to wait for the sirens
But i must head off in the night

You weren’t ready
You weren’t ready
You weren’t ready for Doug!

Showed up at your house
Wearing Christmas gloves
You saw the fancy ribbon
Asked me “what the fuck?”

I just flashed you a smile
Said Its the perfect gift
(Do do do do do)
MY BROWN FIST

Every single knuckle
Brings joy to your world
Nothing makes me happy
Like crushing a mouth of pearls

Showed up at your house
Wearing Christmas gloves
You saw the fancy ribbon
Asked me “what the fuck?”

I just flashed you a smile
Said Its the perfect gift
(Do do do do do)
MY BROWN FIST

(Fist)
(Fist)
My brown fist!
(Fist)
(Fist)
My brown fist!