There's a story that we like to tell Down in the back room we know so well Southside of Austin Where these blackout monkeys woke-up often In a dirty saloon, yes The room is a mess Where the girls are over thirty and the boys overdressed On the stage played a man they'd call Mr. Orson Brawl And his band The Stool Pigeons They got that bar room floor freaking And now the floorboards are creaking And the men wanna k** him Because their women are peaking only when they call Mr. Orson Brawl you had it ah-ah-all you had it ah-ah-all you had it ah-all Mr. Orson Brawl you had it ah-ah-all you had it ah-ah-all you had it ah-all He threw the false prophet down the wishing well Oh well Yes he threw the false prophet down the wishing well Oh well,oh well Now we're talking in dollars and cents E Pluribus Unum is From many we've come And from many we went But that's all done son And you got her pregnant Mr. Orson Brawl You had it ah-ah-all You had it ah-ah-all You had it ah-all Mr. Orson Brawl You had it ah-ah-all You had it ah-ah-all You had it all He had a daughter Oh, he had a daughter What a beautiful baby girl He had a daughter He had a daughter What did he call her? His baby girl He had a daughter He had a daughter Heaven laughing the day she was born He had a daughter He had a daughter He had a daughter and he called her rock'n'roll She'd say hey big daddy (hey big daddy) He'd say hey there little daughter She'd say hey big daddy (hey big daddy) He'd say hey there little daughter She'd say hey big daddy (hey big daddy) He'd say hey there little daughter She'd say I love you daddy (I love you daddy) He'd say I love you rock'n'roll! Mr. Orson Brawl you had it ah-ah-all you had it ah-ah-all you had it ah-all Mr. Orson Brawl you had it ah-ah-all you had it ah-ah-all you had it ah-all Mr. Orson Brawl you had it ah-ah-all you had it ah-ah-all you had it ah-ah-all Mr. Orson Brawl you had it ah-ah-all you had it ah-ah-all you had it ah-all