Grace Lyrics - Skelethon - Aesop Rock

Ian why don't you say grace 

"dear god thanks, and if you loved me vegetables would be extinct" 

Now I'm looking down the barrel of a string-bean side like an exodus of biblical proportion redefined 

Rectangle seat 4, squeeze 5, each one 

May not be excused from the table 'til the green gone 

Stomach revvin' up an episodic rerun 

Where's a dissipating plume of smoke when you need one? 

Chris and Graham hate 'em too but advocate a braver chew invented for the code red, cola chaser, nose held, gulp! 

Moments later 2 have been released 

Leaving me the legroom and the legume police 

Going "freeze, you with the pretzeled arms 

Send your fabricated nausea my best regards 

And know this kitchen as a prison 'til the pea pods die 

I could sit here all night" 

So could I 

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Who was at the doorjust now? 

Kids on dirt bikes asking you to bunny-hop the curbsides Really? 

Yup I told em "oh he busy, he staring at his green beans being a total pussy 

Who was at the doorjust now? 

Kids on skateboards asking you to navigate the claymores Really? 

Yup, I told em "oh he can't, he in the kitchen pouting and terrified ofa plant" 

Blink Twice if you are being held hostage 

I speak and spell ofa sleeper cell in the hospice 

Woke, impersonating busy little helpers 

That intimately purr between the hiccuping up of feathers 

Pick a porcelain dish 

A single portion canned 

Frozen or fresh 

Defies the glory ofthe Poultry or fish 

Via communal bloodletting that rupture spud levy 

No '87 supper-scape was truly flood-friendly, ever 

Including at your basic cemetery for contaminated textures 60 minutes into never 

Where room temp heirlooms emanate a crude black mist 

To a rendition of "dude, dad's pissed" 

Tell dad dude's pissed too 

Not to mention genuinely brandishing a the new gill hue 

Still out-mule any last strafing watchmen 

'til the lord taketh waiting as an option 

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Who was at the doorjust now? 

Kids on dirt bikes asking you to bunny-hop the curbsides Really? 

Yup I told em "oh he busy, he staring at his green beans being a total pussy 

Who was at the doorjust now? 

Kids on skateboards asking you to navigate the claymores Really? 

Yup, I told em "oh he can't, he in the kitchen pouting and terrified ofa plant" 

Less like toes in a tide pool 

More like, left, right, poached from notable giant Kaiju 

Fat neck, fine tooth, rock and lean, yelling 

"this ends now eat the god damn beans!" ah! 

Hangdog mouth talk slang wrong and that there's flatware exhumed by a crane arm 

Time for some action 

Stab one ripe for a swipe and extraction 

Brined in malpractice 

Carried to the cavernous yap and obliged access 

If only in compliance with a deep-fried fascist, peep 

Literally bite down once 

And my tongue get a flooding from my uninvited guts 

Pointer finger plug a hole in the damn 

Ma notice, "ok gross, dinner's over, go spit", pop call "bullshit" 

Both of my brothers break in, like "he's on his Davie Hogan no mistaken", by the way 

Who was at the doorjust now? 

Kids on dirt bikes asking you to bunny-hop the curbsides Really? 

Yup I told em "oh he busy, he staring at his green beans being a total pussy 

Who was at the doorjust now? 

Kids on skateboards asking you to navigate the claymores Really? 

Yup, I told em "oh he can't, he in the kitchen pouting and terrified ofa plant"