Soul Coughing - Fink lyrics

[Intro] -Jesus, people can be cruel. That's not my 'bill' that's my personality. They say I'm a madman... [Hook: Mike Doughty] x4 Move aside, and let the man go through Let the man go through [Verse 1] Do I got to spell it out? My name's Brian Bone, I put the panties in a drought And I, was raised where I can do anything So I f**ed a youngling with a tongue ring Never thought I'd be good at rapping Until I put the pen to the paper, what's happening? Dale said, 'Just open up a brew, f** you!' Sitting backwoods with my whole f**ing crew I just sit and smoke ivy like every day I'm hot as f** b**h, move out my f**ing way Me and Dale are just a bunch of f**ing satanist Sitting on the dais with the slits on our wrists We took the f**ing game, it was no problem for us Eating mustard out the clutch of a f**ing young c*nt I make the mayo in the cootchie of a centerfold I never f**ing listen, let me tell you how it goes [Hook: Mike Doughty] x4 Move aside, and let the man go through Let the man go through [Verse 2] Coughing up tar from my f**ing bronchitis Sitting in a leotard, call me Leonidas Me and Dale got the cops riding right beside us And my wrist a little sloppy from my f**ing arthritis I think that I'm demonic, it might be from all this chronic That I got from behind the Sonic, five voices diatonic But I'm Goddamn retarded so its a little ironic I love this sound, so I'm philharmonic They used to give me money back when I was f**ing bunnies Now it's all a cruel joke, and it's not so f**ing funny My momma used to say that I could do anything But my mind won't cooperate, I left it by the f**ing gate I get straight A's for sympathy I'm feeling like Beethoven, this is my fifth symphony Low voice, from this wrecking effect I'm f**ing retarded, it's a birth defect [Hook: Mike Doughty] x4 Move aside, and let the man go through Let the man go through [Verse 3] Hello, I'm Brian if you didn't know The representative of people who got little dough I tagged the tongue because they took the big toe Got the rest of 'em stupid because of my glow flow I'm a glow stick, left in my fourth b**h She could s** the chrome straight off of a trailer hitch I play Minecraft up in my space shaft Don't got stage fright, b**h I got stage craft This is, my monster mash My few haired, pedo 'stache And for all my long haired, redneck, white trash Over bitten, paper spitting, scissor clipping, clan cla** I'm a retard who's mother f**ing p**y whipped It goes puff, puff, pa** and next round you get skipped Yeah, next round you get skipped, b**h! [Hook: Mike Doughty, Sideshow Brian] Move aside, and let the man go through Let the man go through [Outro] (whistles) -Brother, is it hot