Bug Zapper Lyrics - Aesop Rock

The first step is a doozie, it's roulette with a mood ring 

The birth of an old slang, the death of a new speak 

A permanent post-game, a spitter with bridge tropes 

Skirting the coatpate, divvy the death toll 

Maneuverable codenames, alerted and mobile 

Familiar rising, and furnacing cold piles 

Resilient style kings, impossibly tantrum 

Watering wild things, obelisk phantoms 

On linoleum or lava, leaders of a leadfoot fauna 

His left source blunt force trauma 

Not pillar but a commune, a splinter of the pagan 

Who vote off the elusiveness of truth and exultation 

From the point of view of students labeled putrid little aphids 

By the beautiful and cryogenic stasis 

Sadists, meanwhile bakers of a hideous whatnot 

Committed to a lowdown Sisyphus up-rock 

Or shaving at a truck stop, aging exponentially 

Homie, no myth flowers grow where he piss 

And I still rode boats outta bottles without abandon 

To shrink into the sunset bumping Pachelbel's Canon 

Indeed motherfucker, the author of the artistry 

May or may not be weeping to an automated pharmacy 

Hello. Hello? Shit 

Too geeked up to even keep it down 

Too peaced out to even be around 

Too beat up to even breathe it out 

(Too freaked out to even leave your house) x5 

You wish you could dance more, I wish you would talk less 

My gentleman transformed, to bringers of offed heads 

Moments of land war, my Lazarus species 

Tattered and bruised up, from back in the cheap seats 

Hackers on crew cuts, foam at the mush mouth 

Gag at the news truck, notably unsound 

Dragging his clammed shoes, food on his moustache 

Raggedy hounds tooth, zilch on a bus pass 

I'm good, house at the beach of expelled hubcaps 

Black lawn, backyard melting into Lovecraft 

Bad yarn spun by the hum of the bug zapper 

Of kings becoming runners, and runts becoming alphas 

And underdogs with posters of a front-side Tony Albo 

And on sticker laid-in walls above their uncle's Bowie albums 

Graduate to flyers of an execrated sigil, and live to see another 

Sexy generation fizzle 

Out, keep rap homely 

Bear claw slippers, over-sized Billy Joel tee 

Fat-faced, potbelly, neckbeard crow's feet 

Rat nest, gross teeth, pot marks, goatee 

I walk with Hawaii on the greenscreen behind me 

So even the awkward pauses feel inviting 

Standing at a landmark sleep drought keep out 

Can't talk now too freaked out 

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