[00:00.00] 作曲 : Aesop Rock
[00:00.24]Baseheads locally approach all spark plugs
[00:36.51]Total disregard for a dying man's shark jump
[00:39.21]Post-meridiem pretty tungsten attracts any once—pale horse painted gunmetal black
[00:44.37]Face masking, hard-shelled ebony propeller hat
[00:47.34]Clubmans, gloved rakes grappling the clutch span
[00:50.43]Tuck go the steel toe, metal gate spreading
[00:52.86]For the dead-alive that rented parking space 372000 out the weekly under "Cycles to Gehenna" gets him floating over 20 busses
[01:00.12]Fireproof and festive
[01:01.29]Corners like a two-tired tiger so a too-tired rider can accumulate a few excited fibers to assign
[01:07.62]Knows no zen in the art of maintenance
[01:09.81]Only as the orchestrated patron saint of changing lanes baby
[01:13.32]Here is how a great escape goes when you can't take your dead friends names out your phone
[01:18.00]Eyes and teeth, new moon on a scale that defies belief
[01:22.11]Outside what our fundamental sciences teach,every other mighty lion asleep
[01:26.82]Gangway - mine eyes, mine teeth
[01:32.82]Gangway - mine eyes, mine teeth
[01:38.13]Gangway - mine eyes, mine teeth
[01:40.41]The man-ape translates glam thru the visor
[01:43.29]Goes in water lillies
[01:44.79]Am-scrays
[01:45.45]Giger, and man—ray
[01:46.68]Crammed in a one-player campaign
[01:48.93]Blinker like a hallowed bonfire over
[01:50.97]SamhainSpan where the praying hands mandate
[01:53.70]Bars an extension of the arms
[01:55.77]They're mutating instead of being farmed
[01:57.81]Tonight beneath a marmalade venus
[01:59.82]Haunted mowers chewing every glowing yard of mud between us
[02:02.61]Going Ford,
[02:03.24]Jag, Datsun,
[02:04.14]Corvette,
[02:04.92]LotusAll cones you can slalom when your focused
[02:07.23]Via mechanical
[02:07.65]HQ is alive and alone, no driveway no sign of a home, no dial tone, no line for the phone, no world's tiniest violin song, and i might just lie to them all, lie in the morgue with a deep breath hiding and bored, fighting a smile, highly annoyed, when the timing is right i will rise and record, cal for the monster beats and blockhead got animal drums like he's doctor teeth, it goes red light green light 1 2 3, one large coffee, **** you, peace.
[02:16.86]And sanctioned by a
[02:17.28]New Yank Yorkee
[02:17.64]Who knew that any moment he could lose it to the decopaged suicide flooring
[02:19.32]And still he keep his fuel tank portly, the 30 odd year old gears thank charlie
[02:22.17]The scarfthank
[02:23.07]Mom's new hobby, kssssht! copy
[02:25.05]Eyes and teeth, new moon on a scale that defies belief
[02:29.10]Outside what our fundamental sciences teach,every other mighty lion asleep
[02:33.81]Gangway - mine eyes, mine teeth
[02:39.54]Gangway - mine eyes, mine teeth
[02:45.12]Gangway - mine eyes, mine teeth
[03:10.62]It was less an act of hubris
[03:12.42]More a lonely hearts club at the helm ofa magic bullet
[03:15.27]Away on a relentless bid for rarefied inertia
[03:17.85]Rattletrap forks married to the patchy terra firma
[03:20.76]Ursa Minor getting warmer
[03:22.26]I crowbar into the pecking order
[03:24.24]The dreck between the whores and
[03:25.59]Betty Ford-ers
[03:26.37]Hug a double yellow spine
[03:27.81]Knobby rubber like a rat on a rope
[03:29.55]Those little niggas run on passion alon
[03:31.68]This is the product ofa d.i.y. inadequate home
[03:34.35]Grabbing a cabin in the-****ing-outta-dodg
[03:36.48]Actin' a savage in the shadows of
[03:38.22]RomeAmassed against insufferable odds
[03:40.65]Fa*******oning gallows out of plastic and bone
[03:42.78]I got the motordrome walls of death splintering under me
[03:45.99]All-city galvanized bikes white knuckling
[03:48.78]Bright light, tunnel kings tuck in the devil
[03:51.15]PS - I wrote this on a self-destructing memo...

作曲 : Aesop Rock
Baseheads locally approach all spark plugs
Total disregard for a dying man's shark jump
Post-meridiem pretty tungsten attracts any once—pale horse painted gunmetal black
Face masking, hard-shelled ebony propeller hat
Clubmans, gloved rakes grappling the clutch span
Tuck go the steel toe, metal gate spreading
For the dead-alive that rented parking space 372000 out the weekly under "Cycles to Gehenna" gets him floating over 20 busses
Fireproof and festive
Corners like a two-tired tiger so a too-tired rider can accumulate a few excited fibers to assign
Knows no zen in the art of maintenance
Only as the orchestrated patron saint of changing lanes baby
Here is how a great escape goes when you can't take your dead friends names out your phone
Eyes and teeth, new moon on a scale that defies belief
Outside what our fundamental sciences teach,every other mighty lion asleep
Gangway - mine eyes, mine teeth
Gangway - mine eyes, mine teeth
Gangway - mine eyes, mine teeth
The man-ape translates glam thru the visor
Goes in water lillies
Am-scrays
Giger, and man—ray
Crammed in a one-player campaign
Blinker like a hallowed bonfire over
SamhainSpan where the praying hands mandate
Bars an extension of the arms
They're mutating instead of being farmed
Tonight beneath a marmalade venus
Haunted mowers chewing every glowing yard of mud between us
Going Ford,
Jag, Datsun,
Corvette,
LotusAll cones you can slalom when your focused
Via mechanical
HQ is alive and alone, no driveway no sign of a home, no dial tone, no line for the phone, no world's tiniest violin song, and i might just lie to them all, lie in the morgue with a deep breath hiding and bored, fighting a smile, highly annoyed, when the timing is right i will rise and record, cal for the monster beats and blockhead got animal drums like he's doctor teeth, it goes red light green light 1 2 3, one large coffee, **** you, peace.
And sanctioned by a
New Yank Yorkee
Who knew that any moment he could lose it to the decopaged suicide flooring
And still he keep his fuel tank portly, the 30 odd year old gears thank charlie
The scarfthank
Mom's new hobby, kssssht! copy
Eyes and teeth, new moon on a scale that defies belief
Outside what our fundamental sciences teach,every other mighty lion asleep
Gangway - mine eyes, mine teeth
Gangway - mine eyes, mine teeth
Gangway - mine eyes, mine teeth
It was less an act of hubris
More a lonely hearts club at the helm ofa magic bullet
Away on a relentless bid for rarefied inertia
Rattletrap forks married to the patchy terra firma
Ursa Minor getting warmer
I crowbar into the pecking order
The dreck between the whores and
Betty Ford-ers
Hug a double yellow spine
Knobby rubber like a rat on a rope
Those little niggas run on passion alon
This is the product ofa d.i.y. inadequate home
Grabbing a cabin in the-****ing-outta-dodg
Actin' a savage in the shadows of
RomeAmassed against insufferable odds
Fa*******oning gallows out of plastic and bone
I got the motordrome walls of death splintering under me
All-city galvanized bikes white knuckling
Bright light, tunnel kings tuck in the devil
PS - I wrote this on a self-destructing memo...