Paleface - Back To Square One lyrics

You can ask a man what He's accused of or convincted of But never what he done Just when you think that you've Been able to turn your life around Before you know it You're back to square one My intentions are dubious Like those of Senor Rubio's in 19-20 Against Venustiano Carranza !Viva Ortiz! nia Mortiis With the Pick, the Shovel and the Sickle F*ck Mr. Pickle swerving around With the singular testical I'm the man with the 88 methods like Tical And I'm biblical Like Samson, Delilah and Deborah Mathematical like Trigononometry and algebra et cetera That's enough boastin' for one stanza Extravaganza Try and be brooklynesque Like Tony Danza But you end up balding and Neurotic like George Costanza With Jerry Seinfeld And Kramer The only reason you date her Is so that you could blame her of fornicating Dating others Flirting, inserting words in the mouths of your brothers Youse a jealous f*cker, aintcha? Well, try and grow up I had invisible paint I'd paintcha And then throw up on ya and then go all out I'd love to see you sh** those pants and then stall out Toxoplasmosis Stone tablets down the mountain like Moses, bring the tanks and the hoses I'll bring the pressure like osmosis, flowerbed Dapphodils and roses Head exploded Unable to make out ears from noses - it's all a mess, ohmigod God bless goes the preacher Remindin' you of your Sunday School teacher Or some other morbid creature You know you never were able to feature All the traits of a Good Christian Reach-uppity-reacher I'll meet you down the road Seat you down the road on a couch, ya potato Youse a lemonhead like Kato Kaelin Mailing digitized evidence To the prosecution witnesses Die lonely like Van Gogh and go Mandrill with the Mango Meat/meet Me Just Outside of Town Your skin colour's just inside of black But just outside of brown almost indjan, deep, exotic like the Pacific Ocean What I mean is like Exact, precise, specific motion