Traffic Cone Bone Tune

There's always a kernel, waiting to be popped Some gamma radiation from a microwave oven There's always a sucker, and if you didn't f*ck her There's always another for some microwave lovin And if you couldn't make it on the scene, listen to your parents They'll help to get you clean And if you cannot stand it to be seen, listen to the future Get caught up in your dreams You're in my way You're in my way Why don't you step aside You're in my way You're in my way Why don't you let me live my life You dirty motherfucker, I wish I had a brother I wish I wasn't so damn gentrified I really should've kissed her, I wish I had a sister I wish I wasn't so fucked up inside But wishing is for wussies, and I look down on those I should be eating kitty but instead I'm eating crow Cuz I'm great at eating pussy, at least I ought to be I'm really quite attentive and I'm great with ovaries You're in my way You're in my way My burns are third degree You're in my way You're in my way Why won't you leave me be Hey! I'm talking to your face, I'm making up an effort You're acting like you're chaste In case you need a problem, here's one I got for your waist, In case you need a condom, I guess you'll have to wait Cause I am over me, and I am underneath, and I am in between And I been thinking I could bow your knees This really isn't bad, it's like the best we got I might as well enjoy myself I might as well be taught You're in my way You're in my way I have been quite depressed You're in my way You're in my way Why don't you exit left How can you live with yourself That's an open question to all humans Get you back on the shelf, organize mental health Chase a blindingly white rabbit Why does anyone believe, how could anyone achieve When you're dealing with a tumor Take a sifter or a sieve, pass your sorrows through the screen Let the chunks remain like cabbage You're in my way You're in my way Why don't you get out of my stew You're in my way You're in my way Don't you have better things to do