• "so let me tell you how this all came to be
    I'm doin this here rap for your safety
    so all you kids dont mess up like me
    and be disowned by your family

    so check it, this is how it all began
    I was chillin, eatin' some raisin bran
    I decided it was time to get a tan
    so I grabbed my scissors and then I ran

    I forgot my house was two stories tall
    I missed the first step and began to fall
    What happened next I could not recall
    I was impaled by the scissors and thats not all

    I thought I could get some help on the street
    I got run over by a f---ing Jeep
    the rest of this mess I will not repeat
    to help keep your lunch, I've been discrete

    (box / the boxman / he's the boxman / he's the boxman / he's a box / he's a boxman / boxman / he's a box / man)

    I woke up in a strange location
    some dirty bum had an explanation
    apparently he had no education
    he turned my body into an abomination

    he said he found me on the road nearly dead
    it was necessary he fix my torso and my head
    he had no human parts so he used a box instead
    the news was so overwhelming that I fled

    (box / the boxman / he's the boxman / he's the boxman / he's a box / he's a boxman / boxman / he's a box / man)

    [yo, what's up homie, you know that boxman?
    yeah, he used to be a part of my clique
    yeah, well what about now?
    I don't know man, he can suck my --]

    it's hard to live with a body of cardboard
    you'd think with this cute smile I'd be adored
    but since the accident I've always been ignored
    I trust one day that my hope will be restored

    I'd like to meet a girl who likes me for me
    but of course no girl likes a guy made of tree
    I get so desparate that a cry and I plea
    I'd even take a fat girl to a tolerable degree

    I guess it ain't that bad to be a box like me
    hey, at least I ain't Mary-Kate or Ashley
    if I ever want to travel across the sea
    I disguise myself as a package and fly for free

    Well the moral of the story is airfare's expensive as hell
    so that's the end of my tale, so long, and farewell

    (box / the boxman / he's the boxman / he's the boxman / he's a box / he's a boxman / boxman / he's a box / man) (x3)"end of song ouch!!!!my fingers crying