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