Lyrics In The Cube - Fishbone

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
Deep in the toilet
Deep Doo Doo
I’m in the cube, in the cube
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
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, the dookey that threatens my friends and me
(Chant X2)
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 cube where the the toilet
Where no good scent can spoil it
Let’s be real with ourselves (X2)
From the dirt we came
And from the dirt we shall return
This is a lesson in life
We should all learn
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
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)