MC Paul Barman - Divorce lyrics

[Verse 1: MC Paul Barman] No justice, no peace The Justice of the Peace is a bad guy The priest is a beast, and I don't know a rabbi Bachelor parties are corny If you're horny for who*es now where will you be when you're forty "Ooh, who's gonna catcha the bouquet?" You can't ban gay marriage, marriage is gay Natural borders be mountains and rivers Science is orderly, way off the chaos of a moral authority The oral majority is legions of orcs teasin' the dorks The whole concept of cool is like Leaving New York The key's in the door White trash is a spork, or a cheap way of dividing the poor, like divorce Divorce: That's when you legally separate Of course, repeat defeat with second mate You can leave a place, turn your back, forfeit But if you don't check your pace that distance is an orbit Since you didn't solve now you revolve It's the call of the childhood out in the wild wood An impermanent stay only did mild good "Why would you suggest my girl be a street who*e?" You tried your best, but where have I heard this before? Oh, you both said, it because you're the same I came to reclaim the name from the laymen bartender So before I tie a knot on a car fender, remember You fought for the couch and every coin it had pouched And talked more trowsh than Oscar the Grouch I'm speaking to you Put down your Week in Review For once you'll listen You sleep in a shoe So secluded, you wait for a dove peep in a coo Taught to drop Pops like he's hot, not a lot we can do "What? Me wordy?" I'm suddenly thirty And acting fifteen is starting to hurt me Divorce is due course if you look for love from outside sources or the sequel's weak-willed and turns cheek like Ezequiel (SLAP!) Tomorrow sneaks up -- I could die a lot sooner -- Plus wifey's ovaries are getting drier than humor Forget the white dress, I want you wearing plants And I'll wear skins from animals I k**ed with my hands A woman and a man with a plan to stay strong A grown-hop song you can rock allllll dddaaayyy llooooooonnngggg!!!!! [Verse 2: MC Paul Barman] A husband and wife team can lose; still choose to go for ice cream We might seem poor but life free of war or divorce; a pipe dream Light streams behind Venetian blinds and stripes behind, even in the evening time (Teniley Neeshakar) released the bronze cuff around Me is we upside-down The beat be raw, I love this sound