Cactus Restrictions
Use your letters, Queen Latifa. Wipe the grease off of your nose
Learn the letters, burn together, learn to hide the puppet shows
If you're a man or you're a lady
Someone still thinks you're the one
Who starts givin' all the bad ideas
To his wicked son of a-
Pictures of what's on your mind
'Till the problem's clear
What it is, I'm sure you'll find
Your problems or your fears
Hey
Restrictions, they're the problems making me fear whatever's best
There are laws and rules and crocks and rhymes and you know all the rest
But the guidelines tie it around your throat and stabs in through your chest
Then they wonder what is right to do: whatever he finds best
You'd better watch out for the Son of God
Who makes it fast, and fast as hell
To make you stay in a turtle shell
And straps it to a rabbit's back
And writes it on your sick old pack
And well this Bud is getting old
It describes whatever's being sold
As a substitute for all of these Restrictions
Restrictions
I don't want what I don't know
Restrictions
I don't need it baby, no
Restrictions
I don't buy it. I can't try it like that
Restrictions
I don't want nothin' to hold me down
Woo-hoot!
Restrictions
I don't need it, I can't read it either
Restrictions
I can't stand it! You'd better not try to stay around here
Restrictions
You don't need no, and I don't need no
Restrictions
Yeah, Restrictions
Oh, it's bringin' me down!
Holdin' me down
Restrictions, they're the problems making me fear whatever's best
There are laws and rules and crocks and rhymes and you know all the rest
But the guidelines tie it around your throat and stabs it through your chest
I don't need no
Baby, I don't want no
You've gotta take it take it take it take it
Down, like I did
I don't want
I don't need
Baby no, no, no, no, no, no, no
Honey don't! Oh, honey don't
Try to tell me
Try to tell me
You seem so senseless
Yes, I wanna be free
Restrictions
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