Aesop Rock - Pizza Alley lyrics
Ian Matthias Bavitz [Bazooka Tooth]
[Aesop Rock - Pizza Alley lyrics]
Keep it classy key to Pizza Alley
Weaving traffic in a overheating taxi
In Lima tickets to liberate the center
Pitch surrender to a witch doctor pouring
Amphibians out the blender
Underneath a glowing purple Christ
Perfect surf, curl up and die
Cobblestone alone a masterclass in
Open world design i came from the wasteland
In featherlight trail pants
Fugee off the ant trail inca trail mailman
Fail in every hemisphere
Show me the ambrosia
Maybe ghost into thе coca
Leaf and holy heliconia wherе shaman opt to
Zombify undocumented expats
High and writing Ayahuasca letters
Back to Melmac dear friends
Send help yesterday
Yours true, condor, puma, serpiente
Talk rap albums over alpaca medallions
With metalheads who traffic magic
Flowers from the mountains
To the houses of the holy
A token of that sacred valley balance
So you don't expel omega fatty acids
The strays in the plaza look
Happier than my neighbors
They answer to Paddington Bear in waders
It's amazers what ship, what shore?
I grew up writing riddles under
Bridges in New York
Now I travel like a highwayman
Who whispers to his horse
Sharing stories out of winter
Trying to trigger something pure
From "Dying on the vine, " to
"It's alive and indivisible"
To, "How'd I get this far without
A bindle full of crystal skulls?"
Cozy local woven goods
Beaded shit for people you have
Never met or spoken to
But know they'll need to hold Peru
Throw a couple logs on the fire
There's a chimney in San Blas where
You can hear Baby Dayliner
Bouncing softly off the navy blue
April showers, paper moon
Run the light and beat the drum
And smoke the dope and raid the tomb
Pay no mind to the bygones
Find him a strange hill to die on
Never let me die on a regular hill
Never let me die on a regular hill
Pay no mind to the bygones
Find him a strange hill to die on
Never let me die on a regular hill
Never let me die on a regular hill
Never let me die on a regular hill
Never let me die on a regular hill
Never let me die on a regular hill
Never let me die on a regular hill
The local homie blow smoke on his wounds
And talk about the jungle like
It's always in the room
New and shooting lumens out of
A canoe into the ruins
Silly putty for some otherworldly
Woo-woo to influence
Ooh, it's a strange bouquet not today, Supay
Rubber boots and tumbo juice
And tarantula toupee
Canopy going HAM over camp in a feuding biome
Os Mutantes row-row-rowing the wrong
Way into the diode
Fry the banana, heart of palm ribbons
Fish from the river, sauces made of citrus
On a screen porch pimpled after
Dark with frogs and lizards
When high as hell
They might as well be Mothras and Godzillas
It's awesome
Peer into the spirit quest, spellbound
Three to one machete
Yelling back into the hellmouth
You hit the labyrinth an ambassador
Of peace and love
You might return with the root
Of your superego plunged
The river boils when it sees me
The river boils when it sees me
The river boils when it sees me
The river boils when it sees me
"Electric eels killed two of my best friends"
Said the local to the gringo
Then dove in off the pirogue
In a cloud of smoky mopacho
They boat in from Iquitos
Mosquitos on the wall of the Amazonian ethos
Off to bounce a light off any
Hairy eyeball in the basin
Wild pig, owl, baby caiman
Coral snakes that drape down from the timbers
Like the six fingers of Satan
They only speak in S's
You cannot get an amen
I told my darkest secrets to
A pair of fuchsia dolphins
The doozy out in Paris
The futures I had squandered
They whispered something to me I
Will bear unto my coffin
What's apparent via Occam is
Despondency as common
We traded numbers and made off
Into the pond scum humming Muddy Waters
Motherfucker, I am on one
Earth, wind, fire, and papaya
We fly with the poison arrow
We dive with the arapaima look
The river boils when it sees me
The river boils when it sees me
The river boils when it sees me
The river boils when it sees me
When the low heavy sky weighs like
A lid on the spirit, aching for the light
And when embracing the horizon
It pours on us a black day
Which is sadder than any night
Weaving traffic in a overheating taxi
In Lima tickets to liberate the center
Pitch surrender to a witch doctor pouring
Amphibians out the blender
Underneath a glowing purple Christ
Perfect surf, curl up and die
Cobblestone alone a masterclass in
Open world design i came from the wasteland
In featherlight trail pants
Fugee off the ant trail inca trail mailman
Fail in every hemisphere
Show me the ambrosia
Maybe ghost into thе coca
Leaf and holy heliconia wherе shaman opt to
Zombify undocumented expats
High and writing Ayahuasca letters
Back to Melmac dear friends
Send help yesterday
Yours true, condor, puma, serpiente
Talk rap albums over alpaca medallions
With metalheads who traffic magic
Flowers from the mountains
To the houses of the holy
A token of that sacred valley balance
So you don't expel omega fatty acids
The strays in the plaza look
Happier than my neighbors
They answer to Paddington Bear in waders
It's amazers what ship, what shore?
I grew up writing riddles under
Bridges in New York
Now I travel like a highwayman
Who whispers to his horse
Sharing stories out of winter
Trying to trigger something pure
From "Dying on the vine, " to
"It's alive and indivisible"
To, "How'd I get this far without
A bindle full of crystal skulls?"
Cozy local woven goods
Beaded shit for people you have
Never met or spoken to
But know they'll need to hold Peru
Throw a couple logs on the fire
There's a chimney in San Blas where
You can hear Baby Dayliner
Bouncing softly off the navy blue
April showers, paper moon
Run the light and beat the drum
And smoke the dope and raid the tomb
Pay no mind to the bygones
Find him a strange hill to die on
Never let me die on a regular hill
Never let me die on a regular hill
Pay no mind to the bygones
Find him a strange hill to die on
Never let me die on a regular hill
Never let me die on a regular hill
Never let me die on a regular hill
Never let me die on a regular hill
Never let me die on a regular hill
Never let me die on a regular hill
The local homie blow smoke on his wounds
And talk about the jungle like
It's always in the room
New and shooting lumens out of
A canoe into the ruins
Silly putty for some otherworldly
Woo-woo to influence
Ooh, it's a strange bouquet not today, Supay
Rubber boots and tumbo juice
And tarantula toupee
Canopy going HAM over camp in a feuding biome
Os Mutantes row-row-rowing the wrong
Way into the diode
Fry the banana, heart of palm ribbons
Fish from the river, sauces made of citrus
On a screen porch pimpled after
Dark with frogs and lizards
When high as hell
They might as well be Mothras and Godzillas
It's awesome
Peer into the spirit quest, spellbound
Three to one machete
Yelling back into the hellmouth
You hit the labyrinth an ambassador
Of peace and love
You might return with the root
Of your superego plunged
The river boils when it sees me
The river boils when it sees me
The river boils when it sees me
The river boils when it sees me
"Electric eels killed two of my best friends"
Said the local to the gringo
Then dove in off the pirogue
In a cloud of smoky mopacho
They boat in from Iquitos
Mosquitos on the wall of the Amazonian ethos
Off to bounce a light off any
Hairy eyeball in the basin
Wild pig, owl, baby caiman
Coral snakes that drape down from the timbers
Like the six fingers of Satan
They only speak in S's
You cannot get an amen
I told my darkest secrets to
A pair of fuchsia dolphins
The doozy out in Paris
The futures I had squandered
They whispered something to me I
Will bear unto my coffin
What's apparent via Occam is
Despondency as common
We traded numbers and made off
Into the pond scum humming Muddy Waters
Motherfucker, I am on one
Earth, wind, fire, and papaya
We fly with the poison arrow
We dive with the arapaima look
The river boils when it sees me
The river boils when it sees me
The river boils when it sees me
The river boils when it sees me
When the low heavy sky weighs like
A lid on the spirit, aching for the light
And when embracing the horizon
It pours on us a black day
Which is sadder than any night
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