Rabies Lyrics - The Impossible Kid - Aesop Rock

Hey warm cider, barn full of spiders 

Orange moon, starry night, particle exciters 

In a pageant rivaled only by the origin of fire 

Now add an organism from alternative environs 

A dozen pair of cartoon eyes in a thicket 

To see a neophyte get sliced into ribbons 

Some here to pick lice off each other and assimilate 

Duck a suit troubleshoot his moody user interface 

Chewing suckerproof flew to fully disengage 

Float his only vanishing point away from the picture plane 

Go to where the radio trails off 

And people catch rabies on the way to their mailbox 

Under a sideways rain cornering the briar 

Still pull a broadsword from a hoarded synthesizer 

Nap in a hole in a tree 

Cat leaving voles at my feet 

Talking Master P, memory foam everything 

Jettison the rest and roulette us a new trajectory 

Spinal Tap eleven, tapping resin out the evergreen 

Designated dark horse, headless independently 

Sidewalks end with ponds and frog eggs 

Buried bones in his very own blurry sasquatch vids 

Led light fueled ants to a hot lens 

Eight o clock kittens vs cobwebs; fight 

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Maps won't work here 

Ice over bittersweet nightshade 

Antlers rise from his migraine 

Shred or die; life's strange 

How do you identify? 

Knew it from a [?] or peckish with a Vespertine 

Me? I'm pretty useless 

Til the roof is painted Gemini to set him free 

Eat his own body weight in genocide 

Who came back a decorated dog of war 

Who wants more though he currently stuck in the dog door 

Additionally, "dog" isn't even his final form 

Just a period between greenhorn and hyperion 

Peer into the eye of a primordial experience 

Portamento warriors and unforgiving wilderness 

Borderline ethereal noah's ark roll tone 

Add a little up high downlow too slow 

Found acquaintances a pain to babysit 

So he gave away his shit and gave 'em all the slip 

Now pets hit the ceiling when the wind blows 

Fish float belly up song birds crash in the windows 

Swizzle apple cider vinegar and dish soap 

Suicide flies take dips in the killzone 

Still shuffle through a stack of old photos 

Taken before the vericose verified chronos 

I don't know it feels weird 

I'd rather feed an apple to a deer 

Photos 

I might've heard something in the walls 

Could've been voices 

Could've been claws 

Could've been the rebel yell 

Or something more involved 

Pounding on the front door and standing on the lawn like 

"What up?" 

Ain't shit