《Crows 2》歌词

[00:00:00] Crows 2 - Aesop Rock

[00:00:02] 4 and 21 crows none go south

[00:00:25] For the supper when a punk goes out

[00:00:27] Checkerboard of mothballed death-forms

[00:00:28] Hauled via vaudeville canes

[00:00:30] And encased where the claw marks wane off broadway the god way

[00:00:34] Watch out father commuters from the farms with news of el chupacabra

[00:00:37] Who transfuse soup out a fresh punk skull

[00:00:40] Dumb full blood suckers only the chum suffers

[00:00:42] Pine box butcher encouraging poor lighting

[00:00:44] Said "a pall bore 's not a sure sign of jarred lightning"

[00:00:47] Harsh that's how the yellow spine-diner was born

[00:00:49] Feral feeding that strung his organs up like tire swing art

[00:00:52] Chippin' a drippy set of broke bone grinders

[00:00:54] More for the hive mind less for the land mine finders

[00:00:57] Fine no defacto leaders in the eatery

[00:00:59] Unless you count the way they led his heart through his tuxedo tee

[00:01:03] Straight out the front 4 and 22

[00:01:06] Cue the cut throat mouth

[00:01:07] Chew together when a punk goes out

[00:01:09] Etiquette of tart-tongued guols

[00:01:11] Never run truck jewels

[00:01:12] Run a culinary school for gluttony-drunk wolves

[00:01:15] In guttural grunts smothering buttery lung ramen

[00:01:17] Early sign of punk showed up on the diagnostic

[00:01:20] Hm pardon if i seem stand offish all the see-sawed loss

[00:01:24] I can't call it all petite drawn straws and orange caution

[00:01:27] Or outcast creeps re-involved for absolvement

[00:01:29] It's gaudy plus when a hell-bound offspring and yours share an office

[00:01:34] All evolved salty watch if fortune is a b**ch with venom and laser tits

[00:01:39] Maybe sin 'll make for sugar-flavored fresh

[00:01:40] Kings taste terrible at best and rest in peace raw

[00:01:42] The rest are recipes caw