Aesop Rock - Keep Off the Lawn lyrics
Ian Matthias Bavitz [Bazooka Tooth]
[Aesop Rock - Keep Off the Lawn lyrics]
Good evening all right
Yeah happy to be breathing yeah i am alive
Yeah yeah
"You look like you've seen a ghost"
Are you asleep? Or are you
Are you awake? Nah, man, I'm done
I'm showered, I'm everything
Ate some fuckin' Lucky Charms let's go
Most copious, rains soaked the opiates
Notice how the phobias
Appropriately procreate
Woke up with a ghost farm
Focused on his groceries
When they aren't telling stories
They are multiplying grossly
On the lawn, let 'em loiter
Never let 'em spawn
The apparitions have been drinking his
Water for too long
So when they gathered by the
Birdbath in the morning, he would tell 'em
"I mean no disrespect but you
Have all outstayed your welcome"
Interesting in a sense
Interrupt commiserating phantoms on
Your picket fence
How quickly they will lift their heads
And breathe an ultimatum like
The dead don't argue
Said, "You're living by the bayonet
(but how alive are you?) "
Shit, A is all juice and bad etiquette
Elbows on the table
Lobster bibbin' on the ready set
He said, "But how alive?", I dunno, homie
You decide
(No, you decide) Fine! How alive? Too alive
(How alive?) Too alive (How alive?) Too alive
And one by one around the yard
'til each one felt communal pride
Like they had done their little part
In cleaning up the public
With a steaming plate of justice
For them Easy Baker stomachs (Say what?)
We the legends that hunt
With the unremembered
Geriatric lore in the clutch
Of the budding censor
Who snuck around the art police
And all related governments
To infiltrate a human lung and hike
Up off his tongue and lip
Ahh, money's in the market for a mothership
To double as a vessel that
Drag his legacy under it
And who am I to hang him
Out to dry by the heat
When, if rehydrating fails
We're all dumber because of me?
Zombies of the antiquated
Nation chatter quietly
The "Too alive" channel from
The library of rivalry
And summers in the mud
(Mud) , winters by the tracks (Tracks)
No story goes untold, Aes is back
I got a handful rockin' the same poker-face
Down to dance around the table
Like they own the place
"You look like you've seen a ghost"
I got the whole world thinkin' it's a holiday
'Cause they can smell the chum in
The water from miles away
"You look like you've seen a ghost"
(How alive?) Too alive
(How alive?) Too alive
(How alive?) Too alive
(How alive?) Too alive
(How alive?) Too alive
(How alive?) Too alive
(How alive?) Too alive
(How alive?) Too alive
Yeah happy to be breathing yeah i am alive
Yeah yeah
"You look like you've seen a ghost"
Are you asleep? Or are you
Are you awake? Nah, man, I'm done
I'm showered, I'm everything
Ate some fuckin' Lucky Charms let's go
Most copious, rains soaked the opiates
Notice how the phobias
Appropriately procreate
Woke up with a ghost farm
Focused on his groceries
When they aren't telling stories
They are multiplying grossly
On the lawn, let 'em loiter
Never let 'em spawn
The apparitions have been drinking his
Water for too long
So when they gathered by the
Birdbath in the morning, he would tell 'em
"I mean no disrespect but you
Have all outstayed your welcome"
Interesting in a sense
Interrupt commiserating phantoms on
Your picket fence
How quickly they will lift their heads
And breathe an ultimatum like
The dead don't argue
Said, "You're living by the bayonet
(but how alive are you?) "
Shit, A is all juice and bad etiquette
Elbows on the table
Lobster bibbin' on the ready set
He said, "But how alive?", I dunno, homie
You decide
(No, you decide) Fine! How alive? Too alive
(How alive?) Too alive (How alive?) Too alive
And one by one around the yard
'til each one felt communal pride
Like they had done their little part
In cleaning up the public
With a steaming plate of justice
For them Easy Baker stomachs (Say what?)
We the legends that hunt
With the unremembered
Geriatric lore in the clutch
Of the budding censor
Who snuck around the art police
And all related governments
To infiltrate a human lung and hike
Up off his tongue and lip
Ahh, money's in the market for a mothership
To double as a vessel that
Drag his legacy under it
And who am I to hang him
Out to dry by the heat
When, if rehydrating fails
We're all dumber because of me?
Zombies of the antiquated
Nation chatter quietly
The "Too alive" channel from
The library of rivalry
And summers in the mud
(Mud) , winters by the tracks (Tracks)
No story goes untold, Aes is back
I got a handful rockin' the same poker-face
Down to dance around the table
Like they own the place
"You look like you've seen a ghost"
I got the whole world thinkin' it's a holiday
'Cause they can smell the chum in
The water from miles away
"You look like you've seen a ghost"
(How alive?) Too alive
(How alive?) Too alive
(How alive?) Too alive
(How alive?) Too alive
(How alive?) Too alive
(How alive?) Too alive
(How alive?) Too alive
(How alive?) Too alive