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- Aesop Rock - Fumes Lyrics
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- [Intro]
- "You ain't shit man, your story's a joke
- You should package it with a last smoke and six feet of rope."
- [Bridge]
- Stay awake little misfit
- Her lips wet a very particular mischief
- Sis' wiggle an index, if your limbs let
- Or settle for a warm, burgundy bubble out of her beak instead
- [Verse I/III]
- Hey, tequila to free the worm
- Had his liver scuba suit up on the Sabbath
- His personal pill rabbit
- At the hole's end her delicate mitten tipped
- For sticking pissy liquor in him every day at six
- Silly, predictability is a bitch
- Fully patterned, had her awkwardly christening the small talk chalk board
- She said, "This is less of a fixer-upper than my last bar."
- "Funny, you're less of a fixer-upper than my last whore."
- Crass is Similac to the milky wit of today's youths
- Both chuckle out
- Next couple on the house
- Next couple on the couch
- Swapping social coma rants
- Phobias and soldier doubts, jokes and corporate mogul bans
- Motor-mouths
- The key to open his closure:
- Pussy plus yay; she hid in a broken toaster
- And later wake neighbors over chemical flavor to fuck sickly
- Tooth, nail beauty through the skin deep
- [Chorus]
- An object at rest tends to remain at rest
- And an object in motion tends to remain in motion
- With the same speed... slow down
- With the same speed... slow down
- With the same speed... slow down
- And in the same direction
- Down... down... down...
- [Verse II/III]
- Now the dizziness is similar to whimsy with a pretty twist
- If pretty is a bidding war for meteors of iffy sniff
- And cigarettes, and pills on a speaker
- Silhouetted by the muted television and the rickety Venetians
- Between tweaks, he sweeps at home depot and reads
- Mostly biblical, but not 'cause he believed
- But found the lexicon of Jesus-heavy literature fly
- Feverishly sponged up the information high
- Fade into the cradle of his same deck train wreck
- She pet him with a mechanical tape deck play back
- Plus, the depressing sum of the two combined pay checks
- Stung less when little Debbie D-cup put her legs back
- Drunk, put her on the business-end of his favorite couplet from Corinthians
- Sunk into the comforts of a kid again
- Enough to share the stuff that truly interest him
- This is where the vision of a shiny, happy Christmas end
- Tipsy little princess wasn't listening, just yes-ing him
- The more she fed him "yes", the more he fed her fresh barbiturates
- Assuming it was them against the world into oblivion
- But he was just a stupid simian that her live with him
- [Chorus]
- An object at rest tends to remain at rest
- And an object in motion tends to remain in motion
- With the same speed... slow down
- With the same speed... slow down
- With the same speed... slow down
- And in the same direction
- Down... down... down...
- [Verse III/III]
- Pirouetting madly on a mirror full of baggies
- In the valley of the irritable Aggie
- Any sincerity, miracles, or memory buried in the back-seat
- By the hazardous materials was seriously gasping
- Here he is in action trying to patch up the attraction
- Figured he would win her back if he act in a common passion
- Penned a couple chapters 'bout a sassy pair of magnets
- With a cottage on a hill and a picket fence and a marriage
- Never having gathered her rabid enthusiasm over language
- Was fashioned around the aspirin in his cabinets
- Asked her to read it expecting flattery after the fact
- This is an exact imitation of how she react:
- "You ain't shit man, your story's a joke
- You should package it with a last smoke and six feet of rope."
- Man she knows five chores, more coke, and all fours
- Said, "Leave me on the floor and leave the dope by the door."
- Bounced all shook up, she cook up aluminum
- Consuming every skull and crossbones in the room
- In under two minutes, he fuming with a flipped lid, stormed into the crib
- And found her body on the tiles like, "No she didn't!", yes she did
- [Bridge]
- Stay awake little misfit
- Her lips wet a very particular mischief
- Sis' wiggle an index, if your limbs let
- Or settle for a warm burgundy bubble out of her beak instead
- [Chorus]
- An object at rest tends to remain at rest
- And an object in motion tends to remain in motion
- With the same speed... slow down
- With the same speed... slow down
- With the same speed... slow down
- And in the same direction
- Down... down... down...
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