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  • Текст песни Aesop Rock - Supercell

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    Die already
    None defy the one-man walled city
    Stone made flesh, veins etched in his hands
    Eighty-Eight stance draped in invasive plants
    And rain dance unsafely, brace for the supercell
    Mutiny or footage for your blooper reel, who can tell
    Pours hot tar from the top of the barn
    Necktie on his head, condor on his arm
    Dog Star in a jar, bordering unsustainable
    Mea culpa, mea culpa, maybe I should pray occult
    Systematic Catholic or sigil of the Baphomet unraveling
    Either way his ID show a snake and skull
    Always been a private dude who couldn't keep a tally
    Of which lies he told who
    Dye his hair, shave, change names and his lazy drawl
    Soon enough I will estrange you all
    I get ghost

    (Ghost)
    (Now the free throw)

    On Dasher
    Half-dead carolers deck a hall, wreck a whole advent calendar
    Brother on speakerphone lurking at the Burgerville
    Bathrobe hammer toes murdering the curb appeal
    Would I be returning or forsaken with the craven and
    Carnivourous vegetation that take him for his Steak-umms
    I dunno I gotta think about it
    Truthfully I don't know which makes me a bigger coward
    Either stomach all the hubris, cash in his two cents
    Loose lips locked up over a chewed Eucharist
    Or, maybe re-appropriate the energy
    Holed up, passing the poultry to Hecate
    Bullheaded burn out fled his own pedigree
    And never better, never would've met your Heaven anyway
    Anyway, merry merry go make soup out of bones
    Just know when the room go cold
    I'm a ghost

    (Ghost)

    G-H-O-S-T
    Ghost ghost ghost
    He's ghost

    Flea comb, exorcism and de-worming
    Fitted for a curse and a crown of birds circling
    Search party falling forward unthwarted
    Meet him at the crossroads drawn and quartered
    For a master of puppets, how sad are his cupboards
    Non-dairy creamers, can of last supper
    And a runneth over cup full of black tap water
    Its a marvel of privacy over pack hunter
    Raspberry jelly on his Jesus toast
    And turn heather gray sweats into Easter clothes
    With no immediately measurable crimewave ice-age
    Christ children still skin a cat sideways
    I don't pick teams or administer bans
    I'm in the creek with a pick and a pan, it go
    Forcibly ejected or a voluntary death scene
    Tell 'em what the out-of-order blinking EMF mean
    Ghost

    (Ghost)

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