The Last Temptation of Wil E. Coyote

You woke up Feeling like you got crushed by a boulder Scratching at the fleas and another day older Roll up outta bed put the kettle on the stoveplate Wait for the cobwebs to go away As I recall yesterday was gonna be the one You were bout to hit the road and you had 'em on the run Here you come Talking about your new plan of attack But you may have made a few wrong moves in the trap So where you at? at the open mic, hoping for gas money Supposedly promoted by some of your rap buddies? Everybody's gotta play the fool but it's clear That you been doing that for 30 years And the bills pile up, and the heat don't work And you never see your kids, and you're eating like a jerk And everybody's a hater when your feelings get hurt But one day you gotta face it: you'll never eat the bird! You're a glutton for the punishment Addict for the poultry Look at who you're running with! How is it you don't see? You're hungry for the wrong things That's why you're known to be a natural born loser Wil E. Coyote And you don't stop And you don't quit (don't don't quit y'all, don't don't quit y'all) But maybe you should (Don't don't quit y'all, don't don't quit y'all) You woke up Feeling like you got shot out of a catapult Take a look around, pick yourself up off the asphalt Surrounded by girls, you probably wanna catcall But you won't get no love like that y'all Back to the drawing board, back to the lab And the phone never rings in your bachelor pad But you the mack, so you treat 'em like they're all inferior Can't no woman meet your criteria She gotta be a freak and she gotta be a virgin She gotta be ambitious, she gotta be earning A cooker and a cleaner with a body that's perfect She gotta feed your ego, and let you know you're worth it But right before you meet though, you may wanna ask Why would she ever date your sorry ass? Homie, pause, do the math. Take a look at the trajectory Acting like a predator ain't really in your pedigree You glutton for the punishment Addict for the poultry. Look at who you're running with! How is it you don't see? You're hungry for the wrong things That's why you're known to be The bottom of the food chain Wil E. Coyote And you don't stop And you don't quit But maybe you should (Don't don't don't don't quit y'all) You woke up Feeling like you got shot out of a slingshot Looking at this rope, thinking how to tie a slipknot And that's a scary episode And if you've never seen it Then you've rarely ever known Watching your last hope go up in a puff of smoke Feeling like a mutt and the butt of a bad joke Cupboard full of nothing, disgusted by dusty roads But maybe there's a better way to satisfy your soul And maybe there will come a day when you pick up the phone And cancel that delivery, and realize your worth And stop buying ACME, cos ACME don't work! And throw away the birdseed, jetpacks and rollerblades Try a vegan diet. Buy a ticket. Go away Find a better climate. Maybe find some slower prey You may find there's no shame and focus your aim Cuz you were tougher than the punishment Better than you hope to be If one day you up and quit Knowing what you don't need That's the day we all win That's the day you go free! A super genius Wil E. Coyote And you don't stop And you don't quit But maybe you should And we wish you would