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Aesop Rock - Food Clothes Medicine Lyrics

Aesop Rock Food Clothes Medicine lyrics is the 7th song on the album "Fast Cars, Danger, Fire And Knives" by Aesop Rock. The "Food Clothes Medicine" lyrics by Aesop Rock are displayed below.
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Food Clothes Medicine by Aesop Rock


Two shoes chewed up colluded with the feuds rogue veterans

Food clothes medicine.

Wheeled it out the smoke stack factory trained to capture in the zoo's ghost predators

Food clothes medicine.

I think i thunk a bunk colony could possibly amuse grown delegates

Food clothes medicine.

Peace the whipper-snapper generation greet 'em with a full blown pistol pull

Food clothes medicinal.

Variety for every plastic orange bottle

The tarnished pharmacy labels chafed in abrasive pockets

Suit the hell hounds with blades and chain lengths

For the dead walk a little less clumsy than you think.

Hunger pain chump change tell it to how his belly get

When bourgie hopes hellions

Food clothes medicine alumni

Bum i got the skin on the teeth between my fingertips and stellar

Let's bet it melts together.

Let's get these men some shelter

Three hots and a cot with quaaludes

On a pillowcase left on an ultimately cordial gesture by the staff

It's a bath house for brave soldiers

When they coordinate to fornicating whores in maid's clothing.

Sip a hot mocha kick-up-chug up to the apple box

Frankie says "relax" 20 says he snaps safe wager

Hell 90 percent sensitive jubilee

Never returned to brag about that fish bigger than you and me.

Walk on glass cruise cloaked residents.

Bang on doors food clothes medicine.

United we stand to all our parties click

I divide and conquer cuz frankly i'd rather sit.

We saw them rat races machine or man sprocket or fat laces

Hatchback of flashbacks from a heyday full of bad blazers

Now major aes route the following orders

To all his crew's chromed generals

Food clothes medicine.

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Walk on glass bang on doors

Talk all trash hang on whores.

Walk all cash bank on wars

Like food clothes medicine it's yours

It's yours

It's yours

It's yours

 

We role tape protocol on a ring finger neighbor to peruse gross negligence

Food clothes medicine.

Martyrs leak faster if the carver tweaks the dagger 90 moves choked citizens

Food clothes medicine.

Well yapple freakin zapple they've sapped this commitment's castle cool dope excellent

Food clothes medicine.

It's tough to legislate when scum tongue down a dinner plate of booze coke heroin

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I'll bite the hand that feeds

Chew the steak and spit the knuckles back

Stitch 'em up and give em dap before his brother's rubberneck

Iron chef lithuania christen kitchen stadium

With chicken and mass serotonin drifting into gravy-dom

Save me some scallywags hold your breath

The curmudgeon's gun dusty like the road to death.

Bag a pin stripe militia kisser no kill switch

Just a guilty gizzard wanna recommend a pill slip.

I wipe placenta off my face in the height of the disco era

Grew through liquid bubble gum fever death and christmas sweaters

Grew through saccharin fast food study hall and cliff's notes benders

Now holds a bachelors in training ninjas to tip toe better.

These are them sham city kidney kicks to the loose bolts

Belly ache-killins for claim who stand iffy on food clothes medicade.

Pollywog hug a spot lit with bigger lizards

In the land of hot milk and honey with stingers in it. zinger.

Jimmy to jist up check ya tip cup

Mother's watching babies near to preachers keen on fist fucks

Keep your schnoz clean ears open chopper zipped up.

Food clothes medicine cuz hungry naked sick sucks.

Collide your worker ants with autobahn inertia dance

And curb them harp love bugs by the cursed final curtain clamp.

Another savior with his foot cold stuck in his mouth

I played that who knows food clothes fuck it i'm out.

 

Walk on glass bang on doors

Talk all trash hang on whores.

Walk all cash bank on wars

Like food clothes medicine it's yours

It's yours

It's yours

It's yours

Food clothes medicine.

 

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