Aesop Rock, Rob Sonic - Dark Heart News lyrics

Limped up like a dog with three legs
(shut-up) to the stage
So many dark arts to choose
You can focus to the phobias
Involved in forty hues
Whether you levitate or bend spoons
Tune into the prudence of the
Dark Heart News

Breathin's a tug of war
Wet when I rush the ball
Flushed, 29 bust gum stuck, clutch the 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 qualms
Clipped and collaged
Pavlov's bad dogs parry mass bells
I don't speak the language but
My last laughs held

Spiraled get vertigo
Signals the flash and beep
Postin my head for 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 a pulse
Pickin' every last fuckin piece of
Paint off the walls

Okay the rotary corner grow
To be notably mobile
And social gopher teeth form holes
Or any scene where Brie is normal
We'll locate every exit
Had seconds to flee the wormhole
When emergency diversions ring the celly
Or the door bell

Burning it at both ends
Friends let's commiserate
Turn it into something to the
Sound that the triggers make
Born at the baddest sign, half this time
Still awake training all my zeros to perform
Like they're figure eights

Whether you levitate or bend spoons
Whether you levitate or bend spoons
Whether you levitate or bend spoons
Whether you levitate or bend spoons

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'ey, four corners of the globe
All invent fire on the very same
Day in the very same cold
Each sent a man with torch to
The border line to boast
Watch them collide and explode

When I peel the blinds back
Up jump the irons call
Monkey wrench in my hands
Razor cut the islands off
Homemade taps-memories
I ignore the private calls
And ever since the 80's
I think something's in my Tylenols

What plague? Make an idolant brigade
So eager to walk planks
They will climb a tree and wait
Their irony is waning over piety and faith
So when the ghostly ruminations come
We'll kindly disobey it
I will 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 in 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
Panel of contemporaries killing me loudly
99 models of fear on the wall timorous
Done running into to the car
On the wrong cinder blocks

Whether you levitate or bend spoons
Whether you levitate or bend spoons
Whether you levitate or bend spoons
Whether you levitate or bend spoons

Three legged dogs that chew up the wrong food
Riff Raff with wolves
Land sharks know to take money, money, lose
Dark Heart News! AHH!

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