Busdriver - Low Flying Winged Books lyrics
[Busdriver - Low Flying Winged Books lyrics]
It was way out, though, man, I mean, for real
It was really like way out
You should have been there
Low-flying, winged
Dancing numbers between the antennas of
Paint-speckled insects
Plagued by special interests of CEOs
Eat-and-go exaggerated ego
You remain unloved due to
My polarized biochemistry
I pounce upon a law-abiding commoner
And flaunt a denounced wrong
I prey on the evening
And debase the office building
Sharpened shears flashed before
Your startled peers
They encapsulated tempest a waterproof seed
Poured into a nigga's outfit
I map personas off camera
While riding low-flying, winged
Low-flying, winged books
Low-flying, winged books
Low-flying, winged books
Through translucent skin
Through translucent skin
Look up at that, though, look at it
I looked up, and it was like
It's crazy, it was like
It was like someone had thrown
A library at me it's like
Looks like the sky's on fire
Sky was a blanket
Like a blanket, it's like a
Shroud over the sky, it's weird
I couldn't see great, they was all just
Like, sheets of paper and shit, it was crazy
It's crazy, had my name on
Like every piece of paper, it was way out
Breathe soot
Under a precooked smiley-faced sun
From out of the C-section suture
A flock of birds float skyward
As if the laws of physics had no bearing
Nature's tendrils coil around
The android limbs
I honor the existential, loyal minion
I confront the simple truth
And dissect every nuance
I climb up a blue flight of stairs
I compare a terrestrial living to a sky city
I fly on these books
Low-flying, winged books
Low-flying, winged books
Low-flying, winged books
Low-flying, winged books
Through translucent skin
Through translucent skin
Through translucent skin
It was really like way out
You should have been there
Low-flying, winged
Dancing numbers between the antennas of
Paint-speckled insects
Plagued by special interests of CEOs
Eat-and-go exaggerated ego
You remain unloved due to
My polarized biochemistry
I pounce upon a law-abiding commoner
And flaunt a denounced wrong
I prey on the evening
And debase the office building
Sharpened shears flashed before
Your startled peers
They encapsulated tempest a waterproof seed
Poured into a nigga's outfit
I map personas off camera
While riding low-flying, winged
Low-flying, winged books
Low-flying, winged books
Low-flying, winged books
Through translucent skin
Through translucent skin
Look up at that, though, look at it
I looked up, and it was like
It's crazy, it was like
It was like someone had thrown
A library at me it's like
Looks like the sky's on fire
Sky was a blanket
Like a blanket, it's like a
Shroud over the sky, it's weird
I couldn't see great, they was all just
Like, sheets of paper and shit, it was crazy
It's crazy, had my name on
Like every piece of paper, it was way out
Breathe soot
Under a precooked smiley-faced sun
From out of the C-section suture
A flock of birds float skyward
As if the laws of physics had no bearing
Nature's tendrils coil around
The android limbs
I honor the existential, loyal minion
I confront the simple truth
And dissect every nuance
I climb up a blue flight of stairs
I compare a terrestrial living to a sky city
I fly on these books
Low-flying, winged books
Low-flying, winged books
Low-flying, winged books
Low-flying, winged books
Through translucent skin
Through translucent skin
Through translucent skin