Zero Dark Thirty - Aesop Rock
Unsigned hype front line aeronauts flurry
Zero dark thirty zero friends minotaur-fugly stepchild
Evoke lunch jumped over plunging necklines up
Beside tongue-tied hungry enzymes
Devolved into mothmen munching textiles punisher
Out past go-time back 10 fried worms chubbier
Brown grass both sides canned food manmade tools
Lanacane band-aids mandrake root
Bindle on a broom stick
Pancaked shoes and handshake-proof campaign
Can't lose can't gain smoke out moles like a force of nature
Pray fortune return to his favor swiftly
Maybe in the form of a nest egg
Maybe in the form of a tesla death ray
Or a solid gold scene with something better to celebrate
Than powder on your face like a flat foot on jelly day
M-m-moral compass all batshit spinning
In the shadows of immoral magnets
Are we supporting the artist or enabling the addict
I mean i guess it matters to me
I wish it mattered to you
How a thousand virtues
Kick the same bucket like chinatown turtles
Down from a huntable surplus to one
Down from a huntable surplus to one
Down from a huntable surplus to one
Down from a huntable surplus to one
Down from a huntable surplus to one
Breakneck pulse over color in a drain
That emote sugar skulls in the rain
Flower-eyes melting
Guided by a levy made of bath tiles tilting
Quarter up and headed for the kill screen
No corner cut no build team
Only a particularly menacing
Angel perpendicular to everything
Boys room cherry bomb
Boy goon very much runnin' with the devil in the mellotron
Hello here's where a tale of caution
Pounds coffin nails to bootlegs of hawkwind
Saw tooth nevermind straw to gold
Spin hearts on sleeves into heads on poles
Arm in the maw
Fish out pith like a business card from a jar at the mall
A-alike androids dreaming of carbon applause
Get stuffed with cartoon cigars
Cold pack neti-pot home to roost
Around folk backed into what they most lampoon
Shook to the fevered brow and broke ankles daisy
Declawed pound no thank you fade me
Failed all basic training
But i spent a couple groundhogs days with a changeling
Silouhette the god last cigarette
Anything less would be re-god-damn-diculous
Roving packs of elusive young
Become choke-lore writers over boosted drums
In the terrifying face of a future tongue
Down from a huntable surplus to one
Down from a huntable surplus to one
Down from a huntable surplus to one
Down from a huntable surplus to one
Down from a huntable surplus to one
Well she's thirty-six in the bustTwenty-eight in the waistForty-four in the hipsShe's got real crazy legsYou upset me babyYes you upset me babyAnd I'm tell...
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