Lyrics:Raleigh Soliloquy Pt. II

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Raleigh Soliloquy Pt. II
By: Sublime
Copyright: 1994

You went for line drawings and you fucked up you fuckin' idiot.You 
brain-washed yourself you mother fuckin' stupid cock suckers, 
because you never studied your Holy Homework.  That's two capital 
H's there, all the rest are lower case in any fuckin' case.  Supreme 
Court, you are not the fucking Supreme Court of anything, except 
Hell!  For the next ten thousand years you will shovel your shit and 
eat it, because you’re on repeat mother fucker.  It just started 
backwards and you can't do a fuckin' thing about it.  The public are 
gonna take back every fuckin' thing that you took away from them you
 mother fucker.

Security Guard:  Raleigh.
Raleigh:  Yes.

Guard:  This is the deal. 
Raleigh:  Yes, what is the deal?

Guard:  You either cool it down right now...

Raleigh:  Or your gonna fuckin die!

Guard:  ...your outta here. 

Raleigh:  Oh, your gonna put me out?  Well I ain't leavin' mother 
fucker.  Now what are you gonna do, what are you gonna do to this 
little kid? Eh?

Guard:  You’re gonna go to the psych ward.

Raleigh:  Well good, that's where I wanna go.

Guard:  Yea, your gonna be right there.  So you better cool it 
down.  You better cool it down right now, I don't want to hear 
anything else out of this room or you are gonna go to the psych 
ward. This is your last opportunity.

Raleigh:  Yea, OK, get it. Let's go.

Guard:  Shut your fuckin' mouth.

Raleigh:  Alright.

Guard:  And don't make anymore waves in the house.  Otherwise you’re
 going to the psyche ward.

Raleigh:  Well, that’s exactly what I'm gonna do, I'm gonna go to 
the psyche ward and so I'm gonna shoot my fuckin' mouth off, so get 
out of here.  You’re cutting into my commercial.

Guard:  You understand?

Raleigh: I'm making a fuckin' commercial, I'm a businessman!  Get 
out of here!  Your trying to get in on this fuckin' thing, you ain't 
no star asshole, your just a fuckin' arand boy.

Guard: Your the craziest son of a bitch I ever...

Raleigh: Exactly...I'm an American!

Guard: This is the last warning Raleigh.

Raleigh: Good, Shut Up!

[background laughter]

Guard: Anymore out of you and your going to the psyche ward.

Raleigh: See, you lie.  You don't eat your feedback.

Guard: You need to understand that, as long as you understand that,
 that's the rules Raleigh.

Raleigh: Whoever comes in this fuckin' room, I'm gonna fuckin' kill em!
That's what I gonna do.

Guard: Oh are ya? I'm in your room Raleigh.

Raleigh: Well you've come in against...this is my room.

Guard:  I'm in your room, I'm in you room, I'm in your room.

Raleigh: Back out, back out, back out.  Words don't bother me man, 
actions do.

Guard: Let's do it, go for it dude.

Raleigh:  Well if you come at me your gonna fuckin' die!

Guard:  Go for it.  You fuckin’ wimp. You fuckin’ wimp.

Raleigh:  I ain't going for nothing, you fuckin' reach for me and 
I'm gonna take your arm off.

Guard: Come on.  Come on!

Raleigh:  I ain't commin', you come.

Guard:  Cool it Raleigh.  You understand that? You got it?  Either 
you cool it or you’re out of here, that's the only choice you have.

Raleigh:  Try it.

Guard:  You're gone dude.

Raleigh:  Who's gonna enforce it?  Call the cops mother fucker! 
 Call the  cops.

Guard:  You got witnesses right now?

Raleigh:  No witnesses call the fucking cops!  I'll call the fuckin'
 cops on you, you cock sucker, right now.

Guard:  Good.

Raleigh:  911.  Just like that, and you will never get out of this.

Guard:  Good.  Come on.

Raleigh:  I would like an emergency call please, there's a 
psychopathic trying to kill me in my fuckin' room, now get them cops 
over here to 1-2-3-O-9 Ventura Street please.  He is standing in my 
door, I told him to get out of here, and he tells me he's gonna put 
me in the psycho-tank, for making my production here.  Which is a 
science fiction magazine!  And he's trying to scare me 'cause he 
thinks he's big, but he's just a big pile of shit!  'Cause I'll 
splatter him all over the fuckin' wall.  I hope you record all 
that.  That's a pre-programming for the police department!  And 
send 'em over here, 'cause I'm about to kill him in two seconds. 
Now get 'em over here as fast as you can please.  I hope you're 
recording this. 
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