Lyrics Boxes and Squares - Jam in the Van, Tank and the Bangas

Boxes and Squares

Would have been fish
Would have been meat
Would have been eggs
Would have been greens
Would have been milk
Would have been fruit
Would have been vegetables
Would have been soup
I would have been good for you
You are like a box
Full of everything we’re not
I’m tired of putting my stuff inside
Trust, my love, my hair, my shoes
You are like a square
Full of the words that’s in the air
I’ve got a mouth full of questions, baby
You’ve got a box empty with my answers
Maybe we can go to the store
And buy your ass a clue
I heard they’ve got some honesty on sale (maybe we can buy him two)
I heard your momma sewed your buttons on till you were twenty-two
And your sister washed your laundry (I think it’s time I did laundry, too)
Beans, meats, greens, peas, milk, fruit, eggs, you
You, you, eggs, you, you, you, you
You are like a loop (what?)
You are like a loop (what?)
You are like ah'.
you are like ah'
You are like a loop
You are like a loop
I feel like I’m going 'round and 'round with you
I feel like the O’s inside my soup
And don’t nobody get full off of eating no soup
I’ve got a mouth full of questions, baby
You’ve got a box empty with my answers
Beans, meats, greens, peas, milk, fruit, eggs, you
You, you, eggs, you, you, you, you
Maybe we can go to the mall
Skate, skate down the hall and cruise
Or do you need permission from your momma
I think I need permission, too
You are like a shoe
Keeping me from doin' what I gotta' to do
You’re cheap and tearing at the base
Ain’t worth for all the time that you had to make
I’ve got a mouth full of questions, baby
You’ve got a box empty with my answers
Beans, meats, greens, peas, milk, fruit, eggs, you
You, you, eggs, you, you, you, you
Maybe we can go to the store
Hop, hop on the month of June
Or maybe we can go to a movie
Matinee in a Jacuzzi
I promise I’ll have you home real soon
Is there a curfew for your class?
A harpist for your past?
You’re expecting me to choose
Miles away from momma’s place
And I can’t be a brothers soup (I'm Campbell’s, baby!)
Cause ain’t nobody going to love you like me
What you’re blind boy, can’t you see?
I would have been your meats, your beans
Would have been your greens, your peas
Would have been your apple seeds
Would have been your greens and peas
Apple vines and leaves
Anything you need me to be
I will be for you
And baby it’s true
Beans, meats, greens, peas, milk, fruit, eggs, you
You, you, eggs, you, you, you, you, you
Beans, meats, greens, peas, milk, fruit, eggs
You, you, you, you