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Super Fluke - Aesop Rock Lyrics




I skunk the blood up as to numb the public interface

Before the anime corrodes I'm trying to fork the figure

eights.

Hogwash etiquette, truncate long haul leverage picket.

Out built auto-bricklayers with 10 guerrilla digits.

A the Don Darko bark O beautiful pirhana gossip,

cobwebs on the Kafka.

Choke up on watcher logic with a left-center field

indicator gestured gently.

Smash when the 101-octane hemlock tea pumps chest to

extremity.

And phenom limp it to the wicked recon.

Prowler fist up with a Bowser twist vs. America's kooky

coward clips.

Pump breaks, cupcake. I melt through the father

formula.

Goofus merked Gallant, the missing link was apparent.

Drugstore cowboy, hold floors and grudges, fuck the

Judy piece while Elroy burlge space cakes out the

cupboard.

I could kill a cockroach with only Wallabies and rug

burn, pin 'em down and funnel up boric acid chuggers if

stubborn.

Mash jackals. Hacks flash Bedazzlers. Capture flags and

crash test happy campers.

For the typecast ponies grazing through the weekend

ring alarms with bassy kicks that flip whips on the

Major Deagon.

Out of dodge nauseous.(I don't feel good) Yo El, leave

the keys to the Delorian with Lauren at the office.

I peak the 88 streak off with a fiery disposition and

basic serotonin deficient symptoms.



[CHORUS]

Alpha uno compute. Motor mouth askew at the root.

Brick house, huff, blew the roof.

Please don't feed the bazooka tooth, evolution super

fluke...



With a kiddy pool full of warm milk, Nyquil and

powdered Ammbiene they found him, trying to drown sheep

and count 'em.

The rowers keep rowing. Pachyderm tranq dart blowgun

pressed to the nape of the neck only spent 12 seconds

frozen.

Marathon eye-opener most likely misinterpreted, 'cuz

one bad night before the big briefing ain't breached

the surface yet.

Holler dirt merchant... echo out Brooklyn, where the

women are beautiful and the vagrants piss crooked.

This is the sound of one man getting high with one hand

in a forest with a tree falling alone... ya heard?

Cut rugs to it. Me and my leaky budget nickel-bribe the

judges just as a beautiful goose egg motif's adorning

the panel's judgment.

(Overnight Biggies) Overnight Biggies plunk quarters

into an A & R Zoltar while the incubated fade collar

pop folklore in effect.

Now they want to mitigate the gusto, that's like asking

the cast of Watership Down to fuck slow.

Homogenized carnies.

Voodoo lullaby placebo collide zombies.

Blazing R&B sucker pop lolli fuck spoon futile cartoony

maneuvers to soothe roosters.

Doctor I'm having headaches and pink slips in my

locker. My agenda needs a walker. (Hey) It's better

than Cats!

See a grown-ass-man decay to red worm food in house fly

years while y'all stable, like all aspiring actors

waiting tables.



[CHORUS]



So I line 'em up and ask 'em flat... wanna de-worm the

belly of this? Orphan bloodlust or timidity?

Solidify. Widdle I Aes millipede uncivil. When Millie

pulled the pistol that tore the vanilla sky across the

middle.

A billion little crimson pinholes sweat on vintage

quill venom developed by a fatal blues anthology.

Communities on cue bury their ostrich beaks.

Thought it was carnie mirrors 'til the cold morning

stunk the stink of obsolete heroes.

Hyena for the sci-fi, God barter "non" for hyphen.

Promo charted phobia specific violence like a 50 foot

Bob Barker deployed to incinerate New York, which in a

way's more scary than thermonuclear war.

I got my tongue down Karma's throat. Half a dozen spy

cams rigged up in blackmail science.

Swamp rats back off a destiny that fucks her clients

hence the riots.

You lose, she knew about the tapes and asked for my

assistance to clip the biased.

Lucky sevens buddy up for mass taxidermy. Some burn

facts and secure camo to past.

I'm open bodega with ankle anvil pre-shackled out,

cancel hackers backwards 'til the death tarot and rains

collabo.

Hope's a broken arrow stabbing blind through the fog in

the log cabin, which gathered and hasn't budged since

9/11.

Give him a couple close friends, a women in his old bed

while he waits. He'll hug it all with no plans to

escape.



[CHORUS]


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