[Intro: Various Samples] [Give him one of these pills if he has any pain] [A parable....What is it? Well it's a little story with a lot of truth An earthly story with a heavenly meaning Jesus told many parables to grown-ups and children alike He told them simply and sincerely, in words everyone could understand So that all might learn the lesson he...Learn More

Don't fool with his cool [Aesop Rock] I turn a staff to a snake and back, evade crack Shake a 5150 in shades and a fake stache Dirtbike made of 5 worse bikes, uphill Tabletop frames on dutch tilt, crush kill Maker bot coin-op arcade punk Talkin’ arcane science, dark age pulp Four eyes carb face, Bar-Kays iron on Pork rinds orangeade, Jarred brains...Learn More

[Intro] In the district called the Barbary Coast Nickelodeon showed scandalous moving pictures The coast was described by one indignant critic As "that sink of moral pollution, whose reefs Are strewn with human wrecks Here, blear-eyed men drink vile liquor Smoke offensive tobacco and engage In vulgar conduct. Here are: Debauchery, disease,...Learn More

[Intro] I'm— trust me, I'm— trust me, I'm trying to help I'm— trust me, I'm— trust me, I'm trying to help [Verse 1] Flash that buttery gold Jittery zeitgeist, wither by the watering hole, what a patrol What are we to Heart Huckabee, art fuckery suddenly Not enough young in his lung for the water wings Colorfully vulgar poacher, out of mulch Like,...Learn More

[Intro 2x] Watch your step, Watch your mouth We all know the way that a punk goes out [Verse 1] 4 and 21 crows None go south For the supper when a punk goes out Checkerboard of mothballed death-forms Hauled via vaudeville canes And encased where the claw marks wane off broadway the god way Watch, our father Commuters from the farms with news of el...Learn More

[Verse 1] I shouldn't even be here, mum's the word I burn down the house, I gum up the works I'm the wrong vibration to summon to Earth When the cuffs break, better make enough of the cure I go proto-human, I'm so unruly Architect of my Kodokushi En garde, hop in the box of chopped arms On the blocks beyond the pop art stockyard Got a red phone...Learn More

[Verse 1] I was a dark, dumb student, no hooky rookie Day tripping on visions of chickens that look like R. Crumb drew em They grew em in a royal dirt of Suffolk County's Flooring with the blood of an alcoholic clergyman in his forearms Long Island was porn stars and puppies pushing sniffles Fit into the aforementioned or slipped through the...Learn More

[Verse 1] Uh, greasy grimy gopher guts Poolside, 0 for 1, I don't forget spoons twice Lukewarm Folgers, mold on his moonpie Rooms in his home that dissipate into fruit flies Suicide lane wide load ride looting in the wake of an amicable marooning My duty go from moving in packs, to sharing food with a cat To "Ma, it's me, I accidentally sawed a...Learn More

Cook it up spooky salute Look 'Zook'll hook it up to Shoop the local Winnie Cooper loopy Low brow, low brim She asked me, "What's your name?" I flashed the grossest fang in show biz Young Valkyrie is open, "What's yours?" "Um, Jenny, um..." Body clocked in a ten-penny sum Sprung colossal, "Miss, may I process your Pentium?" But Ae is hesitating "My...Learn More

Fasten your seatbelts, remove glasses Bright lights, bright lights I wear shoes to bed Paint teeth on my lips Trench foot, gangrened for the win Blitzkrieg Bopper Petitioned out of shit's creek proper The only inaccessible blip on the streaming doppler Screaming ‘uncle’ in a sea of TV doctors Free to occupy the same space in differing degrees of...Learn More

[Verse 1] Let me put you up on Bob's donuts Controller of the warm deep fryer that charms cobras Mostly it was aggravated ulcers over goat's legs Will they go for maple, custard, buttermilk or wolfs bane? Hm, late after your cinderella pulsate and crash I was rotating casts Picture if you will a witching hour on a week night in the trenches Where...Learn More

[Verse I] You look like you were charmed out of a basket Slack jaws clap straw homes Hit the piggy in the clapper claw zone Each a little Isaac Asimov Actually down to accurately whack-a-mole And get the taxidermy cataloged With or without this bag of bones on my back I'll be honest, I let a goat eat the map Still agree to bleed a birthstone Even...Learn More