《Cycles To Gehenna》歌词

[00:00:00] Cycles To Gehenna - Aesop Rock

[00:00:33] Baseheads locally approach all spark plugs

[00:00:36] Total disregard for a dying man's shark jump

[00:00:39] Post-meridiem pretty tungsten attracts any

[00:00:42] Once—pale horse painted gunmetal black

[00:00:44] Face masking hard-shelled ebony propeller hat

[00:00:47] Clubmans gloved rakes grappling the clutch span

[00:00:50] Tuck go the steel toe metal gate spreading

[00:00:52] For the dead-alive that rented parking space 37

[00:00:55] 2000 out the weekly under "Cycles to Gehenna"

[00:00:58] Gets him floating over 20 busses

[00:01:00] Fireproof and festive

[00:01:01] Corners like a two-tired tiger so a too-tired rider

[00:01:04] Can accumulate a few excited fibers to assign

[00:01:07] Knows no zen in the art of maintenance

[00:01:10] Only as the orchestrated patron saint

[00:01:12] Of changing lanes baby

[00:01:13] Here is how a great escape goes when you can't

[00:01:16] Take your dead friends names out your phone

[00:01:18] Eyes and teeth new moon on a scale

[00:01:21] That defies belief

[00:01:21] Outside what our fundamental sciences teach

[00:01:25] Every other mighty lion asleep

[00:01:27] Gangway - mine eyes mine teeth

[00:01:32] Gangway - mine eyes mine teeth

[00:01:38] Gangway - mine eyes mine teeth

[00:01:40] The man-ape translates glam thru t

[00:01:42] He visor

[00:01:43] Goes in water lillies

[00:01:44] Am-scrays Giger and man—ray

[00:01:47] Crammed in a one-player campaign

[00:01:49] Blinker like a hallowed bonfire over Samhain

[00:01:51] Span where the praying hands mandate

[00:01:53] Bars an extension of the arms

[00:01:55] They're mutating instead of being farmed

[00:01:57] Tonight beneath a marmalade venus

[00:02:00] Haunted mowers chewing every glowing

[00:02:01] Yard of mud between us

[00:02:03] Going Ford Jag Datsun Corvette Lotus

[00:02:05] All cones you can slalom when your focused

[00:02:08] Via mechanical Dartmoor Frankensteined poorly

[00:02:11] And sanctioned by a New Yank Yorkee

[00:02:13] Who knew that any moment he could lose it

[00:02:15] To the decopaged suicide flooring

[00:02:17] And still he keep his fuel tank portly the

[00:02:19] 30 odd year old gears thank charlie

[00:02:22] The scarfthank Mom's new hobby kssssht copy

[00:02:25] Eyes and teeth new moon on

[00:02:27] A scale that defies belief

[00:02:29] Outside what our fundamental sciences teach

[00:02:31] Every other mighty lion asleep

[00:02:33] Gangway - mine eyes mine teeth

[00:02:39] Gangway - mine eyes mine teeth

[00:02:44] Gangway - mine eyes mine teeth

[00:03:11] It was less an act of hubris

[00:03:12] More a lonely hearts club

[00:03:13] At the helm of a magic bullet

[00:03:15] Away on a relentless bid

[00:03:16] For rarefied inertia

[00:03:17] Rattletrap forks married to the patchy

[00:03:20] Terra firma Ursa Minor getting warmer

[00:03:22] I crowbar into the pecking order

[00:03:24] The dreck between the

[00:03:25] Whores and Betty Ford-ers

[00:03:26] Hug a double yellow spine

[00:03:28] Knobby rubber like a rat on a rope

[00:03:30] Those little f**kers run on passion alone

[00:03:32] This is the product of

[00:03:33] A DIY inadequate home

[00:03:34] Grabbing a cabin in

[00:03:36] The-f**k-outta-dodge

[00:03:36] Actin' a savage in the shadows of Rome

[00:03:39] Amassed against insufferable odds

[00:03:40] Fashioning gallows out of plastic and bone

[00:03:43] I got the motordrome walls

[00:03:44] Of death splintering under me

[00:03:46] All-city galvanized bikes white knuckling

[00:03:49] Bright light tunnel kings tuck in the devil

[00:03:51] PS - I wrote this on a self-destructing memo