Mystery Fish Lyrics - The Impossible Kid - Aesop Rock

Tech support, feral army 

In a cave on a failed bed of terra-forming 

Four corners of paranormal 

Get shorn for a thermos and pair of thermals 

In a warehouse air where his dairy curdles 

St. Vincent de Paul trying to square the circle 

Circle the source of his power 

Foresight born at the corner of Howard on sale 

Cherry-pick blew[?] in the pale 

It's a blue nose chewin' his tail 

Losing his coat 

Schmoozing a high in the headrush 

Hack up bile over H1N1 and then some 

One eye on the bread crumbs 

Other eye on the drencrom 

Other other eye on the income 

Good knife in a grin 

Shoot dice with the lice and the ring worms 

Peg leg, smells like Medellin wake in the night 

Make a pipe outta anything 

Take five take a dive in the cellophane 

Turn five into five six seven eight 

Back out black out 

Some weren't fancy 

Shake in the back seat of Aesop's camry 

Dude, seat full of chips and sandwich meat 

From the crypt in the end 

If ya give an address and a rib or a piss 

Don't question the mystery fish 

Just picture shrimp on a pillow of grits 

Close your eyes, lick your lips 

I'm at the cafe ordering a cup of fresh 

Sarah gave me two, I gave one to Rex 

He said, "Fools ain't shit plus fuck the pigs 

They could never understand what Sumner is" 

(word up word up word up) 

I'm off the grid 

I'm through the gate 

I fly these kites into the fray 

(word up word up word up) 

I'm out the box 

I'm through the mud 

I fly these kites into the cut 

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NorCal fried bacteria 

No I.D. survive the vivarium 

Try soft feel sourdough and heroin 

Eat with the chimera fly with the seraphim-ight 

Hold court with the cats and dogs 

Who hold cools like an orb in a dragon's claw 

And terry cloth robes outside detox surly 

Curse of the beat cop doctor a slurpee 

And not no Xerxes fear no moon man 

Stay true like a wolf wearing wolf pants 

Ooh, never could avoid himself 

For long enough to contain or employ his help 

And now we look both ways at the asteroid belt 

Buzzed, gross unholy unloved 

Still hear an ex in his head yelling, "Kiss the ring!" 

From a fortune of fisher king 

And from assistant care blisters in his hair 

New day new diary of disrepair 

Soups on two tongue crucifix to bear 

No shoes no shirt no fiscal year 

I said "Hello" to Marshall every morn for six 

He yelled at me every time, "That's amore, bitch!" 

Only took one tooth to crack the bug juice to chug 

Turn the bum to a Sun Tzu, bug 

Outside home is an open swim 

Occultism in the throes of corrosive wind 

A cold meal with the ghost of friends 

A whole host of meds 

A deal on a Tone Loc cassette 

I stepped over a body in the door 

I pretend he asleep but it's probably more, God damn! 

Profound apathy, heart with a crack 

I'm ships in the night 

I'm darts in a map 

Word up 

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