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Текст песни Aesop Rock - Leisureforce слова

16 августа 2012 г. Просмотров: 1084 RSS
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[Verse 1: Aesop Rock]

Postcards from the pink bath paint leisure

As a cloaked horse through a stained-glass Saint Peter

Hack faith-healer, cheat death to the very end

Cherry wooden nickels on his specs for the ferrymen

X-O, Zodiac a pentagram expo

Pet Semetery in electric fresco

Abaddon threshold, flash forged in the galley

With undead orcs pulling oars through the algae

Smash cut to a smoke-bombed quarantine

Guards like, "All signs correlate with sorcery"

It's more a dormant cell of valor as awoken by the smell of sordid power

And defecting shortly after

Fist bump dry land, brackish

Cat nap 15 back to swiss-cheese the flagship, uh

Blue in the menacing grip of a day for which you're manifestly unfit


[Verse 2: Aesop Rock]

Final answer "not to be", "not to be" is right!

Next question - to build winged shoes or autophagy

Silk screen band tees, take apart a VCR

Ringer off, canned peas, cabin fever mi amor

Patently adhering to the chandelier ta key-in-door

To usher in the understated anarchy of leisureforce

Led a purple tongue and ratty caballeros

Up over the black rainbow into the house of mirrors

To become a thousand zeroes, echoing a twisted alchemy

Freak flags, fluttering to circadian free jazz

Sleep apnea, scratching, "bring that beat back"

I doze off, clothes on, nose in the feedbag

Shhh.. Om nom nom, blinds drawn

Compost thrown to the spine pile, bygones

Mangy, intimately spaced pylons

On a plot of inhospitable terrain, "Hi mom!"


[Hook: Aesop Rock] (x2)

Midsummer, bit crusher, midwinter, bit shifter

Midsummer, bit crusher, midwinter, bit shifter

No sleep, gold mine, front door circled

Proceed, low light, 24 curfews


Midsummer, bit crusher, midwinter, bit shifter

Midsummer, bit crusher, midwinter, bit shifter

Crows beak, cold night, unmoored virtue

Proceed, snow-blind, 24 curfews


[Verse 3: Aesop Rock]

Raise up the bridge, lower the portcullis

Rain forks into mutton, no abort button

Core pump assorted color sugar water

Poor lummox, unexplained ailments and doesn't work well with others

Wet nose on the glass, Garibaldi half cookie dough

Lock jaw, Don 4 walls like a wooden coat

Behold the rotting fruit of excommunication

A ruby tide insubordinate to lunar phases

That maneuver past the beaches to the bosom of the pavement

Now the bow drill smolder in a flooded bit of basement

Grace of a misled teen who prefers his scenes with a little Wilhelm scream

Yeah, Bush predator edition

Skill set of Will Tell Aim and speed over short distance

Part hatter-mad, part erratic habitat

Dark matter harnessing his heart attack-ack-ack-ack-ack


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