LEONARD BARVIS: LYRICS

There Ain’t No Shit but Leonard B 

You ain’t got mom

You ain’t got dad

You ain’t got shit

Don’t cross the line

You ain’t got dreams

You ain’t got art

You ain’t got god

Your soul is mine!

Thou don’t exist

He don’t exist

She don’t exist

Don’t cross the line

We don’t exist

You don’t exist

They don’t exist

Your soul is mine!

There ain’t no love

There ain’t no heaven

There ain’t no fate

Don’t cross the line

There ain’t no wisdom

There ain’t no wealth

There ain’t no freedom

Your soul is mine!

Fuck the Hebrew

Fuck the Christian

Fuck the Muslim

Don’t cross the line

Fuck the white man

Fuck the black man

Fuck the taxman

Your soul is mine!

Mama’s Boy

You go to church

You love your folks

You take your daily pill

You’re right on time

Save every dime

I’ll bend you to my will, I’ll bend you to my will.

Mama’s boy you drift from cradle to death

Mama’s boy you ain’t never taken a breath

Mama’s boy you ain’t got nothin’ to hide

Mama’s boy Mama’s boy why not take me inside

You eat your greens

You study hard

You never blow a fuse

You do your chores

You avoid them whores

I’ll make you lick my shoes, I’ll make you lick my shoes

Mama’s boy you drift from cradle to death

Mama’s boy you ain’t never taken a breath

Mama’s boy you ain’t got nothin’ to hide

Mama’s boy Mama’s boy why not take me inside

You wipe your ass

You watch your talk

You never are unkind

You pull your weight

You’re never late

I’ll blow your puny mind, I’ll blow your puny mind.

Mama’s boy Mama’s boy by my chinee chin chin

Mama’s boy Mama’s boy you can’t possibly win

Mama’s boy mama’s boy it’s fated to be

Mama’s boy I is you Mama’s boy you is me.

Nuclear Family

Kiss your baby

Tell her maybe

She’ll grow up to be like mom

When she’s older

And much colder

She’ll add her I to my grand sum

Kiss your baby

Tell him maybe

He’ll grow up to be like pop

When he’s older

And much colder

I’ll tell his I to go and stop

An I For An I

An I for an I

A truth for a truth

The I never dies

When it’s under my roof

An I for an I

Your life for my love

Fly to the skye

And we’ll fit like a glove

An I for an I

There’s blood on the wall

If I can’t make you sigh

I’ll make your flesh crawl

An I for an I

There’s strength in the mob

Why think you’re an I

Instead of corn on my cob

An I for an I

Why go it alone

Never ask why

You can never go home

An eye for an eye

Why walk in the rain

When the eye of the Skye

Can remove your I pain!

Can’t Shake the Spooks

You’ve changed your name a thousand times

You’ve changed your face and shirt

You’ve changed your gal, your brand of smokes

And you’re still the same old dirt

You’ve turned your liver inside out

You’ve read a thousand books

You’ve moved your bed a thousand times

And you still can’t shake the spooks.

Your Mommy’s a Whore

Your mommy’s a whore

Your daddy’s a boozer

Your teacher’s an a-hole

Your congressman’s a loser

Your priest’s a jerk off

The cops are rotten pigs

Your analyst is full of shit

Your friend is out of cigs

Who you gonna trust when Armageddon comes

Who you gonna trust when the day of judgement dawns

Who you gonna trust when the ICBMs fly

Who you gonna trust on the day you gonna die.

Melting Pot

I don’t want to know

If you’re black or bone white

If you’re squat like a pygmy

Or just the right height

I don’t want to know

If your mama’s a Jew

If you’re hung up on Islam

Jesus Christ or kung fu

If you’re fucked in the head

If you talk to the dead

If you go with the flow

I don’t want to know

Climb into the melting pot

Broil inside the melting pot

Dive into the melting pot

Where mom and dad and sis and bro

And home and flag and God and co

And prayer and truth and love and death

Fade away at one blast of my breath

He don’t want to know he don’t want to know

I don’t want to know

I don’t give a shit

If your daddy builds Hondas

If you speak Inuit

If God’s your best buddy

If your ass is like putty

If your middle name’s Chuck

If yer royally fucked

If you make people smile

If your hair’s out of style

If you’re loaded with dough

I don’t want to know

Climb into the Melting pot

Broil inside the melting pot

Dive inside the melting pot

Where mom and dad and sis and bro

And home and flag and God and co

And prayer and truth and love and death

Fade away at one blast of my breath.