Pretty Much A Pure Spasm of Artistic Power
Lyrics by me
Lyrics:
What do you call
it when you set
a white boy on fire?
A Firecracker!!
The other day I was walkin'
down the dusty, dirty street
Some kids come outta some bushes
Dey be lookin' at mah feet
A sad, sorrowful night was dat
Cuz dem kids took mah shoes
I was troddin' in socks
An' I was whistlin' da blues
I told the story later
to a friend o' mine
he done had wide eyes
while I spoke my rhymes
Dat's how I talk, ya see
I give it to 'em straight
I don't like to dilly dally
Don' wanna make ya wait
I don't try to make things sound the same
(as you can see by me substituting "sound the same" for "rhymes"
See, if I stopped, thought about it
I'd be wastin' time
So when I finish the story
My friend, he goes and stares
He says: "What dem kids look like?"
And then he starts to glare
I said, "They Puerto Rican."
and he got very mad
See, he's Puerto Rican too
he tot what I said bad
He sayed, "Now that's just racist!"
I said: But it's da truth
He just then ink-wa-reed
Who sings the blues
I said: African-Americans
everyone knows that!
He said: No, that's not all
the asian guy, Chinee Phat
I got up and growled
through my gritted teeth
You just made up that name
"Racist" you call me?
So we went for lotsa time
until the sky was dark
I then went home and then I thunk
about exchanged remarks
Well it's just politically incorrect
to talk about race, or religion, or even sex
If we ignore the distinguishing features between us
then we can eliminate politically incorrect misdemeanors
So,next day
I was RUNNIN' down da street
I was sayin' hi to everyone I meet
I was goin', bein' politically correct
Makin' someone smile, and then the next
thing I knew
Well, it came to me what I had to do
(I did not have to stop all the ghosts that were comin' through)
I had to spread this cheer
to everyone and you
I was walkin' bein' politically correct
I was runnin' bein' politically correct
I was bikin' bein' politically correct
I was rollin' bein' politically correct
I was leapfroggin', politically correct
Hipscotchin', Hopskitchin', Hopscotchin'
Ya KNOW I was bein' politically correct
Next thing, I was bein' politically correct
I was
Dancin'
Cartwheelin'
Seesawin'
Oatmealin'
Crying Sealin' (on my shirt)
Swimmin'
Sprintin'
Kickin'
Spittin'
Trippin'
Crematin'
Feetskatin'
Tea Sippin'
Chicken Lickin'
Twenty Dolla Billin'
Like I was A Villain
I was like
GO, Go, GO
Snow, Snow, Snow
and Row, Row, Row
ALL the while bein' politically correct
and ya know what?
Tweren't no fun!
(Less)