Dark Heart News Lyrics & Chords By Aesop Rock
(limped up like a dog with three legs [shut up.] to the stage)
so many dark arts to choose
you can focus till the phobias evolve in forty hues
whether you levitate or bend spoons
tune into the prudence of the dark heart news
breathing's a tug of war
wet when I rushed aboard
plus twenty nine bust gum stuck cluster door
slumped in the back Burn bush by the son of George
sweat, tear, and feed cause I don't bleed when I cut no more
a system of gods from each of the brawling tribes
so my bible is a pot of cons clipped and collaged
Pavlov's bad dogs parry mass bells
I don't speak the language but my last laugh's hell
Spiral, get vertigo
signals that flash and beat
postin my head from myself to get back to me
pouch full of dynamite, blast cap anatomy
bags full of smelling salts, mad as the magazine
attack medic stretcher call cracked crazy header fall
a threat, a break, a mistake with the pulse
picking every last fuckin piece of paint off the walls
ok the rotary phoner grow to be notably mobile
in social gopher tea formals or any scene where brie is normal
he will locate every exit in seconds to flee the wormhole
when emergency diversions ring the celly or the doorbell
Burnin it at both ends, friends let's commiserate
Turning into something, to the sound that the triggers make
Born at the badder side, half this time still await
Trainin' all my zeroes to perform like they're figure eights
Whether you levitate or bend spoons (x4)
Extra extra read all about it (x4)
Hey, four corners of the globe, all invent fire
On the very same day in the very same cold
Each sent a man with a torch to the borderline to boast
Watch them collide and explode
When I peal the blind back, up jumps the iron cough
Monkyy wrench in my hand, razor cut the eyelids off
Homemade 'tached memories
I ignore the private calls
and ever since the 80s I think something's in my Tylenol
What plague make an idling brigade
So eager to walk plans
They will climb a tree and wait
Irony is waiting over piety and faith
So when the ghostly ruminations that are kindly disobeyed
I'm gonna live to be a thousand with the patience of a saint
To see the hoi polloi becoming restless in their tanks
Can't hold howls and corrals with a key,
So will the worms please shriek on the count of three (three!)
If I had a dollar for every time I couldn't sleep,
I could buy a million locks and finally read a book in peace
No more would my president come off as a crooked thief
And turn my heart so dark that it would bark when he looked for me
Sideways eye on a sinister boundary
Peddlin' contemporaries killin me loudly
99 models of fear on the wall timorous
done run akin to the car on the lawn cinderblocks
Whether you levitate or bend spoons (x4)
Three legged dogs that chewin the wrong food
Riff raff []
land sharks stole the tape, money money booze
Dark heart news
Extra extra read all about it (x8)
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