Aesop Rock

Aesop Rock

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  • Aesop Rock Skip Town Lyrics

           

    On the train

    Watchin' the rainbows peak, (thank you window seat)

    I mean, it's all the same to some

    But that cityscape makes me numb

    Walkin' the wire between firewater and water - I'll take the tap

    and still manage to end up thirsty the day the nursery collapsed

    In my hand I hold the plumage of a buzzard

    suffered for circlin' nutrition (seems barbaric)

    I may have just saved your children

    There's an inborn tendancy tellin' me to grip that sickle

    for the pirate tyrant breeds feed on your precious little pixels

    I interviewed the sun, he said the future's lookin' bright

    I interviewed the rain, he claimed the sun's truly an asshole

    I's supposed to interview the snow today but of course he flaked

    So I let my frigid demeanor teeter and take his vacant place

    We 3 sprout from the same litter

    Yet amazingly crafted by seperate scissors

    I sloth from off the beaten path splashed in the cretin blizzard

    Half my time is herded towards little lost causes

    Half my time is spent pluggin' these leaky faucets

    An' I'm here to pose inquiries

    I'm here to draw a fork in the road and call it the diary of common sheep aspiring

    Little Billy starlet up the block got the right premise

    But can't thread the needle without consultin' apprentice present.

    Now I don't really know you (I don't)

    But I dont' really care (I don't)

    Can't judge a man's dignity by the wattage in his stare

    Maybe that deem's be that vagabond you'd love to kill

    But I really ain't got time for the all the motherfucking guilt.



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    I'm gone tonight. You best believe I'm leavin'

    Packing my belongings then it's off into the evening

    I haven't exactly been embraced by the populace

    Set sail upon the 7 deadly seas of the annonamous

    I'm gone. Best believe I'm leavin'

    Packing my belongings then it's off into the evening

    I'm diggin' a tunnel to where the sun will never shine

    I got my book, I got my dream, I've got myself and I'll be fine



    (My time) is the day before the day the earth stood still

    (My time) is the day before the soldiers fired at will

    (My time) is the day before the hunter made his kill

    My time's the final mile before the valley meets the hill

    And I'm an archer

    Parked where the farmers barter appetites

    Sweet-talkin' harrassment down to a mere flashing of badges

    Prototypic landscapes chased every step of my well-oiled collective workforse with frozen intention festive. Wait.

    What about the captivated?

    Well I am the product of skeleton dancers poised crooked scattered amidst blue fields of firey bliss mixed

    With disease applicant activist rattlers, fascinate grave child

    Oh you're expecting slave smiles after sticking the pin in limb and

    God, if I could offer maintenance of fantasies I would

    I'd place the button in the city square for everyone to push

    You see my mission responsibilties range across the board

    And still I'd rather be a pen than a sword

    I swim a cold lake, and make no mistake: I was not ready

    All edgy and out of shape, made the company look messy

    (Sorry, well sorry) Honestly take it or leave it

    Just let me know so I ain't beggin' forgiveness thoughout the evening.

    Basic locomotive with a whistle and caboose

    Tryin'a pull my cargo 'cross the map without a boost

    Fragile in more ways then 10 yet sturdy bird construction

    Hope the smoke stacks puff into the morn, dream torn



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    I'm gone tonight, you best believe I'm leavin'

    Packing my belongings then it's off into the evening

    I'll knock upon every little door that comes about

    I'll sweep your porch if you can spare a couple of breadcrumbs and a couch.

    I'm gone, best believe I'm leavin'

    Packing my belongings then it's off into the evening

    This turning in my sleep is getting old and older still

    I think I can, I think I can, I think I can,

    I think I will.

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