Blue In The Face Lyrics - Aesop Rock

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i surf/serve an axiom kinked in a centerfold by/but ugly tenements 

i'll distribut sour inhalents regulate lawry developments 

Today summon the rug rat oblivious to what's delicate. 

Tomorrow siphon imperfection out the fetus prior to selling it. 

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There is a brain and the thickets half circle cupping the port to accord it 

Teeter thorn storm plunges more but conformers the pouring's half the entry 

Play that pearly gates a chanted axis with arch gentry hinging our binging on public picket fencing 

Squirming in terms in conditions of un-satisfact destiny magnet 

Where the ebenezer to cratchit ratio is tragic 

Lose sight sudo mavericks clash at futility pageants 

I post froze in a blaze at a grand combustion 

A leader's deception connection wipe away the barn respondive his friend 

With an eye socket full of needles and a will to die for nothing 

(yeah that's glory) abide thy crass itinerary barely suitable for common slum cats 

And the lemmings will follow you to the blood bath 

Yeah all aboard that awful train through shames patch 

where I'd trade my window seat for one painter replacement stain glass 

see I've battled the gods of opacity 

I don't mind yall looking in, its just watching sim city steam slips under my skin 

And im about half way to nausea, half way to contempt men 

2 halves post made a dance evoked a whole lot of resentment 

Build a pen around master dome patriarch close to four peters 

Woke to rope cubicles combines with combines suitably ingenious 

Let's soak my feet in lake infinity with a time bomb strapped to dignity my symmetries vivid image still cant mimic the victory (see) comfort is a crumb and I'm numb as fuck 

Yet some prefer the hum and others tend to suck the life out of the crux like 

(breath in) (1 2 3 4) 

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And im a hug dummy hug the hungry pour the lever push the button 

Drink the garbage split the homage reap the harvest target everyone 

Beckon eyes idols that have a malleable colony still the fire ant dropped the sweet leaf grief your dreams a needle in a needle stack claiming safety pin physics 

Baby tin blizzards collide while ole iron sides trust the rivets 

I'm sick of the picker the litter soaking the spot lit when I know they know they owe all thanks to the end all Aesop Rock shit. watch this 

Build me a home; build me a home of brick and wood and everything good 

With a front porch where I can char fire flies by night and smoke stogs till the day meets twilight, build me a home, build me a home with a green grass hill with runing a water in a backyard with a sandbox and a garden of foreign flowers build me a home with a basement and an attic where I can store remnants (1, 2, 3, 4) of the day I once slept in build me a home. 

No skull is sacred in the races 

Locked in a pagan doctrine watching born again faces gamble up patience fail blatant 

Oak //currents the end of// war paintings stain plague community harking as wrapped 

It's overlooking out crops. Give you one life to laugh at catalog bliss on the least common attachment 10 seconds of glittering silence pilot is flight redefine stagnant 

Most emotions host an entire lesson congressional less one stone merely for the exceptional spectacle (now listen) the pause heed tall falls the voidance of the suit dispersed await a straightened arrows a perfect circle has been fastened to the blimp side buy in my grin and clusters that's better than colony my own father's son is the holy ghost suck that theology I king for a day of peasant for a pleasant life 

blood on the easel and my eagle eyelids spots runaway pirates look I despise squatters with a ohh cry me a river a quarter how'd you afford that dog and sour dialogue 

Yeh I put my hook in the pond I put my worm In the hook I put my trust in the worm that he'd bring me something to cook 

I felt a tug on my line and I lugged a trash can on my pole with a note from the worm attached that read (NO thanks for nothing asshole) simple parables of nature making character giddy and riddle me a similar situation mix city quick but your honor on the line. doors to the monks blood thirsty barracuda serpents and report on powers of devil treatment church links im a fence sitter lips torn by both polars and their working I can only model throttle at the dream catching matching a patchy holist with a sovereignty harbored and charged my hate breed in a minute he's picket spitting stitches to fix the bridges and the gaps one night I broke in bridges give us traps and tried to walk to get stogs just like hop scotch between polar caps and im, blue in the face when every second is a waste of breath 

Making that classic mockery of every step Oh build me a home, build me a home please with a light in the window and a red front door and a picket fence and a fire place and a sturdy frame and we can sit I'll tell you my name oh build me a home