Aesop Rock:Flashflood Lyrics

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This song is by Aesop Rock and appears on the album Labor Days (2001).

'We'll have more news after this commercial word'

(So it goes...)

'At least I think I was here asleep...
Is it possible, conceivable that I sleepwalked out of my
And went berserk?'

(Aesop Rock)
In slipped rhythm
Fed a cycle bound by dilemma-debting vendetta
Escaped briefly back to my apartment
I parked in front the fan
And reminisce about the day I ran a mile with your heart in my
'Tesants get the New York home game
With real life shoot-em-up action
Thug, vagrant, yuppie, and art
Free game piece all included
I told this cat the earth was flat
He walked till his beard grew long enough to strangle himself
for being stupid
Brick-a-brak novelty
Spliced with that sixth pack odyssey
Godspeed Tequila worm future, be concerned
My feelings spread across the land reporting avalanche sightings
While my introverted side is flying cadavers on kite strings
I'ma never give, I'm juiced off ejection
I'm stubborn as a thousand born-agains avoiding questions
From the alpha to the zed
I bake the date up for my pledge
To 'bay the traitor in the twice-forgotten favors that he bled
Not a creature stirred, it reeks of subway metal
Bevel-edge journalist chin on fish shenanigans
Recording mayhem with bonuses, benefits and break room
Mummified mannequins with future cleanse adamant
And skeleton in cabinet
This amalgam circus, got a ring of fire
Just big enough to shove my purpose in a circle
I'm known to dip dusk in a broken city curfew
Release the hounds and see which one can tractor trail and serve you (SUCKA!)
I lay the law down upon its belly
With my foot dug in between the third and fourth disk
Yelling 'Break yo'self!'

I'm the actualized data commission
Past penny tip jar donation arrangement
Rather far-fetched from stability
Took a heart pledge early on
Bled onto the drum doser
Plow in the metronome, home
Lone caddy corner to cock-eyed sound booster
Sensationally seismograph stabbin away on stone tablets
To sketch up out your future
I drifted out the main spelunking unit with watered down sand
But have canceled developed, courtesy America
Land of the free base
Home of the triplicate grill character
My sorta sideways tilt called pinball blinker
It citizens wander through ex-warrants steady bleed
With dilapadated winter jacket
I rock a crooked lid piece
A sweat a bit to make my Wookie ends meet
Pacifist willing to step into a friend's beef if needed
Wing clipper, I hierarch compassionate
Where they whine on some 'Daddy's gonna kill Ralphy' shit
Sucked the proverbial silver spoon to the parents quit
Parasol spinnin casually like 'I'm an artist, please don't laugh
at me'
Ok, time to buckle the f**k down
Side of the wobbly system back to original form, pumpkin
You can catch the memoir in several dimensions
The joy of life logic, don't employ the spite process
Hence, your plight botches

'I don't know what got into me
I didn't mean to cause all that destruction
I'm sorry'

(Chorus) 4x
This be the big
F-L-A-S-H-F-L-O-O-D, Flashflood

'Possible' 'Conceivable'
'Possible' 'Conceivable'
'Possible' 'Conceivable'
'Possible' 'Conceivable'
'Possible' 'Conceivable'
'Possible' 'Conceivable'

'That I sleepwalked out of my apartment and went berserk?'

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