Brandon Nevins
By: Beck Hansen
Written by: Beck Hansen

Version Of: Brandon Nevins

This Version:
  • Brandon Nevins (12:10)
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    Credits
    Beck Hansen: Programming, Vocals
    Brian Lebarton: Vocals (Background)
 
Lyrics:
Hey! (1 2 3 4)

Brandon Nevins!
Brandon Nevins!
Fuck yea Brandon
Brandon Nevins!
Brandon Nevins!
Brandon
Brandon
I love you
I love you

Brandon Nevins!
Brandon Nevins!
Brandon
Brandon
I really love you
Brandon Nevins
Brandon

Brandon Nevins!
Brandon Nevins!
Brandon
Brandon

[hard disco beat]

Fuck this - fuck this shit!
Fuck me
Brandon, get on the floor now motherfucker!
Ha ha!
Fuck you
Oh yea get this beat
You don't know shit
Don't know shit
Get on the floor, yea!
I command you to dance
Dance sucker dance
Dance sucker dance, dance
Haha haha yea
I love you, Brandon!
Get over here
Hahaha
BRANDON!
I want you to dance, sucker!
Brandon

[German techno beat]

Brandon, I command you to dance
Brandon, come on, take a chance
Brandon, I command you to dance
Brandon, come on, take a chance
And dance
Command you to dance
Dance before I fuck you up
Dance before I fuck you up
Dance before I fuck you up
Dance before I fuck you up
Dance
Dance before I fuck you up
Dance before I fuck you up
Fuck you up fuck you up
Fuck fuck fuck you up
Brandon, I command you to dance

[Eleanor Rigby-like strings]

Dance!
Brandon Nevins sits in a church
With his eyes in a basket with coins
He looks so ghostly clutching the keys
To the car he can drive to the store
Now he's a figment of his own world
God help him!
Brandon Nevins watches the rain and the blood
Of a billion years turning to tears

Ahhh Brandon Nevins
Ahhh Brandon Nevins [clap your hands everybody]
Brandon Nevins [everybody just clap your hands]
Brandon Nevins [clap your hands everybody...]
Ahhh Brandon Nevins [yo yo yo yo]
Ahhh Brandon Nevins [yo yo yo yo]

[weird acoustic guitar beat]

What's your name?
Can I dance here for you
I don't know your name
Are you gonna stay?
You're like a bitch
Motherfucker make your balls itch
Get the fuck out
This song ain't about you
It's about Brandon

Brandon Nevins flip it around
Turn it up, now break it down
Brandon Nevins flip it around
Turn it up, now break it down
Brandon Nevins from the heavens
Got more flavors than 7-11
Psycho reverend with a bread of leaven
Ten Commandments but I haven't read them
One.. says "I command you to dance"
Two... tell me what you want to do
Three... you wanna see me?
Four... you better get on the floor
Five... you got a face like a hive
Six... it's like a Faith Hill remix
Seven... your name is Nevins!
Eight... I don't give a shit about eight!
Nine ten eleven twenty
Fuck your Commandments
Give me some money!
Brandon Nevins flip it around
Turn it up, now break it down
Brandon Nevins flip it around
Turn it up, now break it down

Brandon woo woo!

I can't hear myself.

[video game bleepy beats]

Oh fuck!
This is some emotional shit, man.

Brandon where you going?
Won't you take me with you?

[Lemmiwinks style folk music]

Brandon Nevins, where are you going?
Come back here and tell me your story
When you were a wee lad living in Nebraska
??
Dancing in the day-glo
Ticket to fame
Now you've got a buzzcut
Shoes from a bar
Halloween candy
What will you be
You wee little lad?
Can you do a jig?
No I like a bell jar
La la la lee la la la
La la la la la la

[dramatic acoustic guitar into power ballad rock]

He was born in the souls of a labyrinth
There was molten lead
??? the maiden's head
And the golden lamb laid the golden egg
Where he hatched his fossil brain
???
He was the greatest man to ever walk down from the mountain
He was the second coming
And the third one too, if you're counting!
But I'm not, so let's just say
He was the majesty of perfection
Brandon, I love you
Do you love me?
Brandon, I love you
Do you love me?

Brandon oh Brandon

[hiphop bass and beats]

BREAK
WORD!
This is absolutely terrible.
ONE TIME
Let's do this, Brandon
Yes! Not later, but NOW
Ohhh
What you got?
For God's sake, Brandon
Respect
Play it!
Do you wanna do this thing, Brandon?
Do you wanna do this thing, Brandon?
Do that damned thing
Do that damned thing

[more scratching beats]

Coming Brandon
Coming Brandon
Yea yea that shit
Brandon
Brandon
Where are you? Are you in space?
Brandon, where you going?
Get away from her she don't even know

*shreds out*