《Klutz(Explicit)》歌词

[00:00:00] Klutz - Aesop Rock

[00:00:00] I am a man who uses the techniques of a bat to navigate

[00:00:06] Can't motherf**k a motherf**ker

[00:00:09] From the underfunded Klutz who never undercut the butcher

[00:00:12] The pick-a-booger-at-your-wake is bumping I'm your pusher

[00:00:14] Also at your wake Juvenile Intruders at the gate

[00:00:18] Brooding over waking history that bubbles from the blinking 12s of VCRs and Microwaves

[00:00:22] Like time machines for shrinking elders rifling through their recipe

[00:00:25] Carrots onions celery what unique amalgam of piss and repugnant energy

[00:00:30] Spun him out of the 70s to b-line for dessert

[00:00:33] Fire-eater trying to keep it on the green side of the dirt

[00:00:36] This is tea-time with the worst geriatrics on the decline of berserk

[00:00:39] Back in my day we were three times more alert

[00:00:41] Now I go through my old clothing trying to find nostalgic threads to sell

[00:00:45] Walk away feeling like I should have never dressed myself

[00:00:49] Sincerely I was never on the cutting edge my hand was on the hilt

[00:00:52] You're free to build with the other end

[00:00:54] Shriek into the vacuum if in spite of your accomplishments

[00:00:57] You wake up feeling empty like Houdini's grave probably is

[00:01:00] Volley with the quintessential digital ager I'm offended by everything

[00:01:04] My opinions come in a manger oh boy

[00:01:06] Depreciating since they drove me off the lot

[00:01:08] Still into ghost stories and pot and the classic coconut bra

[00:01:11] Procedural crime drama shows with holes in the plot

[00:01:14] And reminding clones there's more to coping than a nose full of snot

[00:01:18] Ah old pros throw 'bows to the 808

[00:01:22] You couldn't throw a rope over a baby gate

[00:01:24] Bishop to queen 4 in d**n Daniels under ram skulls

[00:01:28] Plan for cloudy with a chance of anvils

[00:01:30] Fever dreams of padded cells and jagged pills in frozen pipes

[00:01:33] Socialites from pageant hell with plastic smiles and robot eyes

[00:01:36] I'm hoping you all grow into the sentience you assume

[00:01:38] As your moment of self-reflection is a moment for me too

[00:01:42] Look with the steel chair sure to serve the veal rare

[00:01:45] Brush up your evasion and basic tactical field care

[00:01:48] I was on that constant futile rage before the Internet

[00:01:51] I been ignored for longer than you've been interested

[00:01:54] The posse promise you nobody feels threatened by a scarecrow

[00:01:58] Covered in crows who feel welcomed

[00:01:59] That's like hellions thinking hell is just ok but needs some polish

[00:02:03] It helps to know intimidation's all about the optics

[00:02:06] Come duck a bounty it's a hoot Suffolk County it's a zoo

[00:02:09] Puppy chow and b**ches brew

[00:02:10] It's not exactly chicken soup it's heavy-lifters lifting

[00:02:13] It's ginseng on his whistling

[00:02:15] It's we don't find the flippancy convincing 2 for flinching older yeller

[00:02:18] Never knew a no-kill shelter in his doggie days

[00:02:21] Now I draw my neighbors over Kouign-amanns and coffee stains

[00:02:24] A walled and whirling urchin more observant than audacious

[00:02:27] I document the great unwashed and curse in Lithuanian

[00:02:30] For a gallery of grifters channeling Sid's action

[00:02:32] Figures grafted with his little sister's after markers glue and scissors

[00:02:36] It's trippy the truth and fiction moving to a center

[00:02:39] Maybe it's weirder they've never been photographed together

[00:02:42] Sometimes the stomach disappears from under a retreating lens

[00:02:45] And patterns of a need to please abusive folk reveal themselves

[00:02:48] I'm peeling back the layers I'm sneaking past the lasers

[00:02:51] I'm a lover I'm a fighter I'm a seed to blackened acres

[00:02:54] The dogs I think are following me home are out to kill me

[00:02:57] Your music makes a motherf**ker wanna move to Elm Street

[00:03:00] Rejection of the spirit by the body at your service

[00:03:03] If you mess-up every friendship come get swept up in the current

[00:03:06] Here wheels fall off of cars when they see him seas part

[00:03:10] Green trees march out of Eden

[00:03:12] I'm known to eat the heart and keep the archery uneven

[00:03:14] Are you starting to be part of the kinesis

[00:03:21] Got me on some other sh*t

[00:03:27] Got me on some other sh*t

[00:03:33] Got me on some other sh*t