Garlic -

Garlic makes my feet stink, yeah!

I got a line from a good friend

You call him weird, I call him soul

He told me what has been going on

Things are getting tough and we gotta go

The time has come to get serious 'bout

The face of all that we see

I told him this I said «Hey soul!

Start listening to me!»

I told him

«Dog you smell like fish»

Garlic makes my feet stink

He got my point, we had a good laugh

We laughed until my belly hurt

I’m not the savior, and I will never be

But that don’t change my worth

He started moving, he started circling

I heard him whisper in my face

«One on one,» he said, «That is the only way

You and I will change this place.»

He told me

«Dog you smell like fish.»

Garlic makes my feet stink

(A little bass a little drums a little percussion)

Horns!

(a bunch o' times)

My favorite color may be brown

My favorite color may be black

My favorite color may have nothing to do with it

I think the problem’s exorcised

I think the problem’s compromised

He showed me all that’s wrong with me

Our parents made some big mistakes

Our parents really screwed this place

And now the cleaning’s left to us

We are the ones who have to scrape

We are the ones who have to make

A change for the better!

I’m still reading tilt, mama

Garlic makes my feet stink