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Текст песни Aesop Rock - Babies with Guns

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Radio check checkVideo check checkThis is how the city-folk and mole-people connect-nectSomebody warped the message, tried to pass it to the next nextData-perforated counties making you upset-setHarvest all Brand-X Clark Kents to worm foodCarbon heart, buried his nozzle in fossil marker artPardon, cadaver had a legitimate pulseAnd littered volts all over the village where the skittish pigeons moltBastard polter-gasps when the pigeon with Lazarus billy-goat whiskersHe roasted sea-salt in the open blistersBut blind anarchy slips through the cracksSee naked martyrs with Bubblelicious on fishing rods itching to pull it backWith that organic invention incubated to have some ?? to make it through?? on paper now, a lot of details laterAnd lot of crews will taper outA wooly mayor souse, who ?? happy shooting at the bladed mouthBazooka Tooth zoo-keep the paper route with janky funds and favorsCradled by twelve empty Zelda heart containersMan, it`s freezing in this brick bitch, winter foreverLike Punxatawny Phil found with his four furry wrists severedI walk face-first through the sex, drugs, and churchWith wild things that make Maurice Sendak question his early worksBut no hostages, no promisesOut the clock corporate constant sprocketsNow clocked-off grommetsRunning from a rabid ring-wraith click basiliskSerpentine, in and out of traffic jam and murder scenesScrub blood of the AF-152, pick up first degreesSome toddlers smuggled Tommy guns and crack into the nurseriesDog, there`s a fucking baby at the door asking for wallets (yeah?)And those ain`t twin Beanie Babies inside his pockets (nope!)2010 sonograms showed the Magnum formed directly out the fetusEvolution for the young killer convenienceRadio check checkVideo check checkThis is how the city-folk and mole-people connect-nectSomebody warped the message, tried to pass it to the next nextData-perforated counties making you upset-setMagazine check checkPaper route check checkThis is how the hermit and the busy bee connect-nectSomebody`s losing track of their flesh-and-bloods and arrests-restsPolka-dotted landscapes, what did you expect-pect?Now a-days, even the babies got gunsDiaper snipers having clock-tower funMisplace the bottle, might catch a bad oneHave a mid-life crisis when you`re ten years youngIf this Jesus piece around your neck is bigger than your pistolIt makes homicide okie-dokie and your god will forgive youJust show the saints at Heaven`s gate you should be on the list"I heard he overlooks manslaughter for a tattooed crucifix"Twisty, fishy, contradicty, wild animal ship fleetOff the sliding board dock of the Mr. Turtle pool mom boughtSomewhere they laminate dry bones and cool water and ease medullaAfter you thumb-suck and diaper-change get burped and shoot the school upI`d do it too, but only to exploit no-brainersTeenager beef passed alligator teeth and extra-curricular flagpole scrappingAmongst tadpoles that have yellow backbonesDe-mechanism brought airborne shrapnel scraps to hassle captainsBy the itchy index of an umbilically-garped fraggle babyFragile maybe, you think?Chopped shop and a mislead, maladjustee trustee locked boxHiding clips that light the sky in secondslike newly communal hop-scotch gives them leverageCut them with mortars while I mumblein the immortal slang of mushmouth for the anti-led NirvanaI used to think I`d get hit by a bus or something dumb and dumberThat or bust the slugs plugged by the newest kiddie thug wonderSelf-victim kings who rep a wide pride dosageFor tomorrow the holsters are bound to outnumber the roachesI`m not a coachBut that won`t even jolt the immobilewhen global terrorism`s all the rage and folk get smoked localBlock, if you need me (yeah?)I had to bounce to DC (yeah?)To bullet-proof mom`s flower garden before the war cheats me (yeah?)If I`m not back in a week tell the crew I said "peace" and lay lowStrays don`t vacate slowRadio check checkVideo check checkThis is how the city-folk and mole-people connect-nectSomebody warped the message, tried to pass it to the next nextData-perforated counties making you upset-setMagazine check checkNew flash check checkThis is how the hermit and the busy bee connect-nectSomebody`s losing track of their flesh-and-bloods and arrests-restsPolka-dotted landscapes, what did you expect-pect?Now a-days, even the babies got gunsDiaper snipers having clock-tower funMisplace the bottle, might catch a bad oneHave a mid-life crisis when you`re ten years youngAboard the battleship grey skyThe day I got the phone call Jam Master Jay diedSo now I`ll probably never write another "Daylight"Because the stingers ?? a ?? into the portable hay-ridesIt adds it up when a pioneer fall, in comparison to your 99 bottle of beer wallThere`s banana peels in your hamster wheels, hand cannons in your shoebox, pleaseMine`s got Adidas, rest in peace

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Babies with Guns

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