Six Million Dollar Ken
This song began as an idea of Carl Dexter‘s. Carl is an Olympia musician/producer. We’d worked on a few projects together and discussed his producing a single for me. He and Kelly Van Camp of my favorite Olympia band The Noses began this track working on their own at Carl’s Dream Kitchen studio in 1999.
When Carl delivered the music for me to write lyrics to, he already had a lyric idea. It was for a song called “Ken Doll” in which I was the titular toy singing about how “Every young girl wants a Ken doll”.
I’ve worked with a few people over the years who used our collaboration to express their disdain for me in ways I could never tell if I was meant to pick up on, or if they were even aware of having revealed. I suspected Carl’s “Ken Doll” idea was just such a case and later events would prove my instincts correct.
Carl didn’t like the lyrics I wrote to the music but we had agreed that words were my department, and he’d already done all the music, so he let me sing my lyrics and sent me out the door with the track you find here. I believe that may have been the last time we worked together.
I take great joy in this track which is, on one level, the story of a Six Million Dollar Man doll going out with a Barbie doll who keeps trying to make him be more like Ken and, on another level, was the most creative way I could think to turn Carl’s insulting idea on its head and make it beautiful.
Lyrics
SIX MILLION DOLLAR KEN
Before I became a bionic man
my lonely little life was more than I could stand
so I played kid games in the shower stall
thinkin’ ’bout the Farrah Fawcett poster on my wall
but Barbie always said I was a Ken doll
a milquetoast mama’s boy flower on the wall
Tell me, who wants a career as a Ken doll?
Someone who looks good flippin’ chicken at the mall…
Crazy!
Now she is like the solid earth
rushing up toward me to revoke my birth
and I, a lonesome fireball,
with only good luck and technology to break my fatal fall
but still she insists I’m a Ken doll
Someone she can dress up
and show off at the mall
If anyone here wants a Ken doll
I used to be your candidate
but I won’t be the fall guy
Roll up my arm
Look through my eye
As fashionable accessory
I’m probably the best she’s got
She wants to dangle from my arm like bangle
but I could hurt my back walking at that angle
Y’know I could
She won’t believe a single word
She denies this metamorphosis which has occurred to me
but I belong in outer space
not dressing up in leisure suits
and carrying her stupid pink case
Not every young girl wants a Ken doll
Someone kinda cute
and someone kinda tall
If any young girl wants a Ken doll
I mighta been an astronaut
but I won’t be the fall guy
I
wanna be your
six million dollar baby!
Major-leeee!!!!
Roll up my arm
Roll up my arm
Look through my eye
Look through my eye
Look through my eye
Roll up my arm
Roll up my arm
Look through my eye
Roll up my arm
Look through my eye
Look through my eye
Look through my eye
Just don’t call me Ken, please.
Credits
Lyrics by Andras Jones
Music by Kelly Van Camp & Carl Dexter
Produced by Carl Dexter
Andras Jones – Lead Vocals
Carl Dexter – Bass Guitar, Guitars & Backing Vocals
Kelly Van Camp – Drums, Percussion & Backing Vocals
John Nason – Lead Guitar
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