I Can't Get Behind That

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My favorite shows on TV have twelve minutes of advertising

I can't get behind that kind of time

Eat quickly, drive faster, make more money now

I can't get behind that

My kids say, "He said to me, and I'm like and he's like and she's like"

It's all, he's all, she's all

I can't get behind that kind of like, English

That'll be six to eight weeks before delivery

The rising oceans, the warming temperatures

The dying polar bears no, tigers in fifty years

Rising poison in the air and water

I can't understand why the price of gas suddenly rises

When oil goes up

But takes months to go down long after oil falls

I can't get behind any of that

I can't get behind the Gods, who are more vengeful, angry, and

Dangerous if you don't believe in them

Why can't all these Gods just get along?

I mean, they're omnipotent and omnipresent, what's the problem?

What's the problem? What about the men who say

"Do as I do, believe in what I say, for your own good

Or I'll kill you", I can't get behind that

I can't get behind that

Everybody knows everything about all of us

That's too much knowledge

I can't get behind that

Yeah, and what about student drivers using my streets to learn?

If you learn to play the drums you got to go to a studio

Go to a parking lot, for God's sake, why are you jeopardizing my life?

I can't get behind a student driver

I can't behind a driver who drives like a student driver

If you're going to drive an urban assault vehicle then get off the phone

And keep your eyes on the road

Lifetime guarantee? Who's lifetime? Not mine

I haven't that much time left, let's make it yours

Everybody's got a longer life than me

The leaf blowers, is there anything more futile?

Car alarms, clap off, clap on, spam

Size matters, no, it doesn't

Yes, it does, no, it doesn't

Yes, it does, no, it doesn't

Yes, it does, no, it doesn't no, it doesn't

Yes, it does! Yes, it does

My phone rings, make millions in minutes

It's a computer, lose inches in hours

Leave me the Hell alone, eat more spend less

The Colonel is breakdancing, give me a break

Credit terms raised

I can't get behind any of that

I can't get behind so-called singers that can't carry a tune

Get paid for talking, how easy is that?

Well, maybe I could get behind that

Well, I can't, if you have to fix it with a computer

Quantized, pitch corrected, and overly inspected

Then you can't do it, and I can't get behind that

I can't get behind a fat ass

Yeah, Bill, can you turn around and do one more?

Always can do one more

Let's hit it!