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- Aesop Rock f/ John Danielle - Coffee Lyrics
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- [Chorus]
- We don't need no walkie-talkies
- Nope, no walkie-talkies
- We don't need your coughing when offing the morning coffee, no
- We don't need no walkie-talkies
- Nope, no walkie-talkies
- We just want our hermitry to stay and our coffee to go
- [Verse I/III] (Aesop Rock)
- And the last shall be..
- First to immerse in the pass-out heat
- Face in the mud where the moxie melt
- Till he woke up drowning in Tchotchke hell
- More in a cave with a torch on the wall
- Than a window arrangement of porcelain dolls
- On a brand new day, saw what he saw:
- Property owners who crawl to the mall
- With a bad toupee and a face like he authored a law;
- Pace like he mourning a loss
- Right hand on a can of worms
- Left full of gold he will trade for turf
- I mean, that's okay
- You got to answer to you at the end of the volatile day
- But a model of mercy and might? No way!
- Marionette who will clap and obey!
- Dude, look... all that noise?
- Call that flight of the water boys
- Meet and greet and they all slap five
- Cheek to cheek when they colonize
- And a grown ass man shall abide as he wish
- Walk that path with a dime and a stick
- Walk that path with a diamond and wine
- Walk that path to the firing line
- Just walk... (walk...)
- Pay no mind to the new recruit with the Play-Doh spine
- Let's be friends from opposite ends
- Wave to the kid, don't hop on the fence
- Play to the radius far and away
- Orbit wide, don't park in his space
- One little martyr who talk in his face
- Make one little Weathermen sharpen the blades
- [Chorus]
- We don't need no walkie-talkies
- Nope, no walkie-talkies
- We don't need your coughing when offing the morning coffee, no
- We don't need no walkie-talkies
- Nope, no walkie-talkies
- We just want our hermitry to stay and our coffee to go
- [Verse II/III] (Aesop Rock)
- And the last shall be..
- First to the curb with the mad cow meat
- Face in the bars of a regular cell
- When he woke up high in collectible hell
- Boom town kid who was taught by the binge
- That a man who expire with the most shit win
- That's warpy American nonsense penned by the rich
- Not a routine friend in a pinch
- Still not used to the stench
- How it throws off, otherwise, lucid events
- In the case the afraid observe
- I got a Pro-Keds box full of layman's terms
- It goes, "Hey! Peace! Pray for the plagued!
- Major relief and capacious rains."
- But just 'cause I don't want to war with you
- It don't mean go warm up the barbecue
- I'm like, "Pardon you!"
- Sawed off limit
- My high noon is a quick little minute
- I don't wanna spend it sitting with a critic
- Who simply isn't going to ever really get it
- This HQ is alive and alone
- No driveway no sign of a home
- No dial tone, no line for the phone
- No "World's Tiniest Violin Song."
- And I might just lie to them all
- Lie in the morgue with a deep breath hiding and bored;
- Fighting a smile, highly annoyed
- When the timing is right I will rise and record
- Call for the monster beats
- And Blockhead got animal drums, like he's Doctor Teeth
- It goes red light, green light, one, two, three
- One large coffee, fuck you, peace
- [Bridge]
- T-A-K-E-N-O-P-R-I-S-O-N-E-R-S
- T-A-K-E-N-O-P-R-I-S-O-N-E-R-S
- T-A-K-E-N-O-P-R-I-S-O-N-E-R-S
- T-A-K-E-N-O-P-R-I-S-O-N-E-R-S
- T-A-K-E-N-O-P-R-I-S-O-N-E-R-S
- [Verse III/III] (John Danielle)
- I crawled down to the basement when the weather got cold
- Like a lost lamb returning to the fold
- And when the outside world recedes from view
- It's just a year's supply of make-up and memories of you
- Nineteen sixty-seven, colt forty-five
- Holding back the vampires, keeping me alive
- There's an envelope with some cash in it out by the front door
- This is what they make you take the medication for
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