In The Cube 

Well let me pull myself up and out of this toilet that I'm in. 
It's liberating for a little while 
But living in shit with shit 
And bein' all about shit ain't my style
So up to the front I go 
Past the ass rim where the sun and the snow 
melt into a river of sprinkly clear water

(Chant)
Deep in the toilet
Doo Deep Doo
I'm in the cube, in the cube
(Repeat 2x)
Deep Doo Doo

Numb to the cold that I'm swimmin' in
I imagine a world without sin 
Where there's mutual respect for every soul
With no question and no testin' 
Of no one's wits or individuality.

(Chant)

I'm in the cube
And I'm deep in the toilet
Way down deep 
Where no good scent can spoil it 
where I can get respect 
from all the shit around me 
As far a what comes down 
from above me 
I'm in the cube
And I'm deep in the toilet 
Way down deep
Where no good scent can spoil it
It eventually turns 
into a degree of a flea
Down here I see 
the future of life to be
It's too crowded up here 
Everybody's greedy and they just 
Won't calm down
	(They won't calm down)

Their intentions are good 
But they always get drowned 
by the ego overthrown
And the know-it-all hard-heads 
that insist on running the show.  
The devil dookey that threatens my friends and me

(Chant 2x)

Some get so caught up 
within the whirlpool of bad 
that while trying to reach the good 
they still end up bein' sad 
from trying to rush into
Helping God's plan

(Chant & Chorus)

Back down I go 
to the toilet bowl roll
Where no one is 
and are afraid to go.
I can find peace and tranquility 
amongst the peanuts and shit 
The smell is only a bluff 
Just to make me leave 
from in the cube 
this fuckin' cube 

In the toilet
Where no good scent can spoil it.
Let's be real with ourselves 
Let's be real with ourselves 
From the dirt we came 
And from the dirt we shall return 
This is a lesson in life 
We should all learn

I'm in the cube 
And I'm deep in the toilet
Way down deep 
Where no good scent can spoil it 
It eventually turns 
into a degree of a  flea 
Down here I see 
the future of life to be.

Cuzz no matter how much you  stack it up high, 
it always goes down to the dirt where the shit fertilizes
Some don't realize we come from this dirt shit.  
The mineral pit. 

God made the devil
But the devil makes us weak sometimes
	(it makes us weak sometimes)
So are we fighting against a part of God
Or is a part of God's creation lying?
Let some woman or man deem himself special 
Cuzz when your label is gone
Your road is long 
Back to the minerals and vitamins 
Where you belong

(Chant 4x)

© Fishbone