Aesop Rock - Skip Town Lyrics
Watchin' the rainbows (thank you windows)I mean, it's all the same to someBut that cityscape makes me numbWalkin' the wire between firewater and water - I'll take the tapStill managed to end up thirsty the day the nursery collapsedIn my hand I hold the plumage of a buzzardSomethin' for circlin' nutrition (seems barbaric)I may have just saved your childrenThere's an inborn tendency tellin' me to grip that sickleThe pirate tyrant breathes, feed on your precious little pixelsI interviewed the sun, he said the future's lookin' brightI interviewed the rain, he claimed the sun's truly an *****I'was supposed to interview the snow today but of course he flakedSo I let my frigid demeanor teeter and take his vacant placeWe three sprout from the same litterYet amazingly crafted by separate scissorsI stalk the morbid beaten past splashin' in the cretin blizzard (?)Half my time is herded toward little lost causesHalf my time is spent pluggin' these leaky faucetsAn' I'm here to pose inquiriesI'm here to draw a fork in the road and call it the diary of common sheep aspiringLittle Billy star lit up the block got the right premiseBut can't thread the needle without consultin' apprentice present.I don't really know you (I don't)And I don't really care (I don't)Can't judge a man's dignity by the wattage in his stareMaybe that deams me that vagabond you'd love to killBut I really ain't got time for the mother*****in' guilt.Chorus:I'm gone, and I best believe I'm leavin'Pack up my belongings then it's off into the eveningNow I haven't exactly been embraced by the populaceSet sail upon the seven deadly seas of the anonymousI'm gone, and I best believe I'm leavin'Pack up my belongings then it's off into the eveningAn' I'm diggin' a tunnel to where the sun'l never shineI've got my book I got my dream I've got myself an' I'll be fine(My time) is the day before the day the earth stood still(My time) is the day before the soldiers fired at will(My time) is the day before the hunter made his killMy time to find a mile before the valley meets the hillI'm an archerPartnered with a farmer's board of appetites (?)Sweetalkin' a rasping down to a mere flashing of badgesPrototypic landscape staged every step of my well-oiled collective workhorse with prose and attention festive.Wait.What about the captivator?I am the product of skeleton dancers voice crooked scattered amidst blue fields of firey bliss tricks (?)Where disease applicant activist rattlers, fascinate brave childWhere expectant slave smiles at the stick in the painted livingGod, if I could offer maintenance to fantasies I wouldI'd place the button in the city square for everyone to pushYou see my mission's responsibilities range across the boardAnd so I'd rather be a pen than a swordI swim a cold lake, make no mistake, I was not readyAll edgy and outta shape, made the company look messy (?)(Sorry, well sorry) Honestly take it or leave itJust let me know so I ain't beggin' forgiveness throughout the evening.Basic locomotive with a whistle and cabooseTryin'a pull my cargo 'cross the map without a boostBrasher than more ways in ten years sturdy bird construction (?)Help the smokestacks puff until the morn, dream tornChorus:I'm gone, and I best believe I'm leavin'Packed up my belongings then it's off into the eveningI've knocked upon every little door that comes aboutI'll sweep ya porch if you can spare a couple of breadcrumbs and a couch.I'm gone, and I best believe I'm leavin'Pack up my belongings then it's off into the eveningThis turning in my sleep is getting old and older stillI think I can, I think I can, I think I can,I think I will.
