Your career is done, oh Brando
I remember long ago your movie star's benighted bliss
In the makeup lights, oh Brando
You were gazing at yourself like Narcissus beside the stream
You could hear the distant cheers
And sounds of your adoring fans who cry and scream

You were younger then, oh Brando
Ever hour every minute seemed to last eternally
Oh you had it made, oh Brando
You were young and full of life and not yet so bloated with pie
And I'm not ashamed to say
"A Streetcar Named Desire" almost made me cry

Your head still had lots of hair that night
Your star was bright, oh Brando
Your Best Actor Oscar you did slight
For Natives' rights, oh Brando
Though I'm sad to see you so ballooned
I can't forget
When I go to rent some DVD's,
It's you I see, oh Brando

Now you're old and grey, oh Brando
Not since "Viva Zapata" was there a rifle in your hand
Is it beer with rum, oh Brando?
I can still recall the time you played the dad of "Superman"
I can see it in your eyes
How proud you were to play the Lord of Clark Kent's clan

Your head still had lots of hair that night
Your star was bright, oh Brando
As "The Godfather" Don Corleone
Your talent shone, oh Brando
And the offer that you made us then
None could refuse
When I think of acting artistry,
It's you I see, oh Brando

Your head still had lots of hair that night
Your star was bright, oh Brando
As Jor-EL your presence filled the screen
Your fans would scream, oh Brando
Though you're bigger now than humpback whales
I can't forget
When I go to rent some DVD's,
It's you I see, oh Brando
Yes, when I go whale-watching out at sea,
It's you I see, oh Brando