Obispo Pascal

	You're in my way
	You crossed my line
	You're in my face
	You're on my case, you really waste my time.

	Don't like your style
	Don't like your sound
	You talk too much
	You got no touch, you drive it in the ground

	I'm gonna step on you
	I'm gonna step on you
	I'm gonna step on you
	I'm gonna step on you

	Don't like your smile
	Don't like your clothes
	Don't like your hair
	And I don't care about your ruby pierced nose

	You push too far
	You talk too loud
	You stay too long
	You're in my song but you ain't in my crowd

	I'm gonna step on you
	I'm gonna step on you
	I'm gonna step on you
	I'm gonna step on you

	You ruin my day and you're wrecking my night
	I'm biting my lips because I'm ready to fight
	I'm gonna sharpen my spikes
	I'm gonna strap on my boots
	I'm gonna squash you on sight
	I'm gonna step on you
	Step-step-step-step

	You ruin my day and you're wrecking my night
	I'm biting my lips because I'm ready to fight
	I'm gonna sharpen my spikes
	I'm gonna strap on my boots
	I'm gonna squash you on sight

	Don't leave no message on my telephone
	Cut right through the bull, right to the bone
	The snow in your nose and the crack in your brain
	It used to be cool, now it's just insane

	I'm gonna step on you
	Step-I'm gonna step on you-step
	Step!