Fate's Right Hand

Cool as a rule, you don't learn in no school You can't brown nose the teacher from a dunce hat stool It's the hum and the rhythm, the birds and the bees The momma's and the poppa's and the monkeys in the trees Brothers and the sisters living life on the street Play the hunch, pull the punch, you'll never get beat By the junk food, tattooed white dude, true blued Honky with an attitude coming unglued Fate's right hand I don't understand at all Billy loves women like a junky loves dope Give him just enough rope, the monkey's gon' choke She's a Bill Blass combo, maxed out mombo D.K.N.Y. caught him in a lie Ken Starr word, man, were talking absurd Spending forty million dollars just to give the man a bird He's a king, she's a queen, the rap won't stick Get it on with a rubber and you won't get sick Fate's right hand I don't understand at all Red rum, dot com, dim sum, smart bombs Double cappuccino and a heart like a tom-tom Ozone long gone, that's it, I quit Natural inclination says enough of this Brat pack black jack, heart attack crack We need another news channel like a hole in the back There's a 187 on the 405 We all go to heaven on a hard disk drive Fate's right hand I don't understand at all Hard rain fish seine, hurricane Jane Don't forget about Carla when you're talkin' 'bout the poon tang Slow song on the bone, rec hall dance Double date Debbie with a pole in my pants First comes love like it always did Or we wouldn't be talkin' 'bout The Houston kid Po-dunk piss-chunk, old dead skunk drunk Trot-line Freddy's got his dogs in the trunk Fate's right hand I don't understand at all Fate's right hand Man, I don't understand at all