KRS One

Okay now listen to this

A mystical teacher sat by the seaside

It was about five o'clock 'coz we heard the free ride

Anyway the teacher was talking in stride

Sitting upon a rock that was wide

And warning against false prideCome to where I reside a woman cried

And the teacher replied Do you serve your fish friedYes she replied With potato salad on the side

And the teacher replied Well where do you reside

She said Up on the hillside it's not a far rideIf you came to have dinner I would be so gratified

The teacher replied It's six o'clock seven o'clock you decide

She replied Seven o'clock do you like stir-fried

She was mystified and felt so dignified

The teacher was coming to the house where she resides

So she purified with pesticides

Called her friends up nationwide

Some of her friends were tongue-tied they felt so glorified

She made steamed fish baked fish fish that was fried

Soup steamed vegetables potato salad on the side

You could smell the bread in the oven far and wide

Natural juices and water purified

Organic fruits brought from the countryside

With silver forks and knives placed side by side

You could not be dissatisfied

Looking out the window staring at the mountainside

You would have died659 she's swollen with pride

As the moment intensified there's a knock from outside

She opens the door for the teacher has arrived

But to her surprise it was a bum who criedPlease I smelt the bread from outsideOne piece and then she repliedThe teacher is coming he's soon to have arrivedYou're making me look bad come on now step aside

The bum then repliedWhen I say I'm hungry I haven't liedGive me some of that chicken that you just fried

She replied Chicken friedNo that's for the teacher you're not purifiedThen she slammed the door and went back insideSat on the couch with the TV GuideShe looked at the clock it was 709 then 730He still hasn't arrivedEight o'clock she's on the downsideNine o'clock by now she's teary-eyedShe's pissed off and her anger multipliedShe cried then fell asleep dissatisfiedNext day she woke up and was preoccupiedWith meeting the mystical teacher who liedWhere could he hideShe ran down by the seasideHe was there teaching about false pride

You lied she replied

You liedYou said you'd be there at seven o'clock you liedHe replied

No I have not lied

I came at 659 and you told me to move aside

I asked for bread and the chicken that was fried

And you said that

I wasn't purifiedShe replied

I wasn't notified

I had no idea that you was the bum that criedAnd the teacher sighed then replied

This concludes our lesson on false pride