Aesop Rock - Mars Attacks lyrics

These lil', lil' fuckin' Martians
You gotta love em' though

Mars attacks wit' electric gats
Not for sapien abduction (what's up then?)
Billy took a laser to the mug
Piece hollowed out the mandible
Channel headquarters, order the cannonballs
(Mars attacksssss)
BFI demands column to this pigeon ankle
And boomeranging' our harvest
51st area sickness not a threat
Nary a witness won't injure the promise
Monster lead- carry your ligament fanged
In the mosh pit
Dodge phaser, labor days are major A, sir
Cater the alien decomposer soldier platter
Like Caddy Shack eight
I told her "Go for C4 magic's"
Smolder as did Bazooka Tooth holster fabric
(This fucker's rabid and still breathing


Hiding cabbage)
Oh, the heater claps to leave me
I'mma ninja this shit with sugar in
The fuel tank of the saucer
Buddy up and head down to
The metal corporate tunnels
Ice pick the soldered ship wiring pissed
Off the mother and um
I'd be lying if I said I knew your intentions
See my sexy sabotage thinks defensive
Action'll save the race
You lend a hand on board to mention magma
(Blaze the place)
Spread fire of your revival
There's wires in your Bible
Obviously, ultra tech advanced
When I point-counterpoint
Comparison of ET vs little old freak me
(She be on somethin')
Hey riddle sweet peas wit' your
Nickel PCs, fickle CDs, miserable TV sitcom
(Typical) Pathetic ritual
Collective slackership
Beautiful establishment you ain't
Established shit! I consider you foul
Prowl back to the numbers under
Burnt pride in the dark (Sup, y'all)
They want us dead or alive
Without the alive part!
The sun rose over a body bag shortage
Last week I was like "God bless
The saint that invented the cordless"
This week I sorta re-routed of
The bull's-eye of my worship:
Temple-body slash full cabinet
Master my diversions fuck y'all
Lets do this shit My movement
Soothes any space invader practice
Stomped up to enemy like "Hey what now
Bitch!? I am human
Hear me rise above material and cardinal sin"
They shot me in the face:

Mars wins
(Mars wins mars wins mars wins mars wins)

(God morning
Sir may I show you something? Sir)
(Jet-black smoke on the horizon) Black
Smoke in the air
Maaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrsssss wins!
(I thought you would like it)
Who you screaming at dog? I got this!
(Let's go)

Zig zag 'zooka, pinnacle stitch
Unleash the unlimited edish primitive piss
I slip a cynical Mickey to most military ops
Monkey - here's how the filament drops
We on a pre-three prong ancient elephant tusk
Betamax fully, break bread
You shruggin' it off, keep it electric, sure
But NY Electric's not about electric war
It's "hunt, gather"
See the poor man's clan set bait (Last page)
Three, two, one, domesticate!
In the corner of the cave reinventing
The wheel and roll out funny
Sitting on them Barney Rubble twenties
Subtle sipping saber tooth blood puddle-
I could roll with the lackey's
That's if we hustle knuckle in the mud
Hell's bells in the chuckle
Red-berried face means smudge
Around the muzzle
I'm allergic to the now-born
Solar panel cuddle
Stole cold to the core, dirt menace
Stone cold sans Alcor cryogenics - stubborn
Can't talk shit with a tongue
Full of rug burn
Got bad cholesterol, good blood sugar
Four-piece heartbeats wit' a subwoofer!
I'm not asking you to act like you notice
(Oh, Aesop's SO Mesozoic)
And now I see that cabinets pills be old
(Potent) open the mirrors while I
Pulse with the voltage
Keeping me alive is the vibe
With the Vulcan's hope!
Tangle the vine catapult (Catapult)
I break it down to the bones of the
Crux with the goals of the age old
Eat sleep fuck
Structural droids more bounce for the buck
But they want a last stegosaurs
- thorns in it's butt (buck wit' it)
Prehistoric land shark business
Cradled in the arms of the karma and kismet
Swarm to the sickly thawed out the glacier
Beggin' for the freezer burn back every day
Sir! Sir, your science loves to fuck nature
Sir, your right to the dawn of my day, sir
Sir, your violent lab coat and beak can
Vivisect witches til we all catch vapors
(GIVE HIM) don't call it a sound-off
"Mars Attacks" be the malarkey downfall
(ONE)
It's not a game no more, run from the flash
Leave your panic at the door (THESE)
A lotta of magic gadgets
Give em all back just to nullify the savage
(PILLS) mics crumble if we rock 'em right
In the year of the troglodyte
Saw a grey mouse gravy poured on a board
To the dull morose world like
A lull in a storm
And I know you was hopin' that the piece
For the ox was a dull sword, ahk
Guess what: it's not! Guess what else:
I transmit for the block!
T-Rex - X-Ray with triple X Hex (give it up)
For the yesterdays
Or the next I can assure you if
There is I got the sword (dead flesh)

Ain't no time left (Keep ya head up now)
Maaaaarrrrssss wins!
(I thought you would like it)
Saw a- a bleak ending real quick