39 Thieves Lyrics - Aesop Rock

Another dark night.
Teething on mark of the beast sheep,
Like I walk in front of 39 thieves in a “V”
S’mores over warm Helvetica brown proper
For the odd god or monster propped by the teleprompter
Wild blue yonder
Blue in the face angel
Blew into the bugles in leu of the euthanasia
Usually the shooter community chew the corpse
But I see the wolves have already gotten to you and yours
Day of the dead
Play the ledge closely
Train a barrel of monkeys to aim at the lowest bogey
Dope, the gonzo have always felt choked socially
Stole the golden fleece with a culture of total nobodies
Earth lies divided by fighting tribes
All we do is watch ‘em waddle back and forth lighting fires
Detonator, wire cutter, pliers
Two cities enter, one is broken up in tiny tiles
And I won’t pose arm in the heart of the lion’s throat
For a photographic token of my primordial growth
You parade around the kill so damn proud
Like a flat-line fetish had his feathers fanned out
War taught him symmetry
Skip into it gingerly
Silk worms ping-pong ministry to ministry
Hell’s bells every which way the wind blow
So I bang my head against any wall you can build, go.

Another dark night
Another not all right
Another bad ritual
More botched surgery
Better follow the bread crumbs back
In fact urgently
Or wander through the section where the natives feel murder-y
Vicinity wander
Claim no zone
Never let an anchor drop
Never had a home
Never talk to strangers
Never trust a friend
This is the life and the life will not end

Money (x4)

We are not concerned with the community aloofness
Duke, we’re animals, we just go where the most food is
Lower the toast, most formal etiquette is useless
Truth is you’re equally expendable if spoon fed
(Money, money)
Money is cool, I’m only human
But they use it as a tool to make the workers feel excluded
Like the shinier the jewel the more exclusive the troop is
Bullets don’t take bribes, stupid, they shoot shit

Another dark night
Calicos, tread around the rabbit hole
Weapons to the heavens and arsenic where the carrots grow
Piss warm sugar-water, what a summer canteen
Plus burn rubber like green is the new green
Rubber neck froze, slows by the multiplex
Rodeo commotion I’m open to see what culminates
Bogie on the right, left rep rebel force
Both say the feud will prove the parking lot was never yours
Black top pebble wars
Soldiers molded where the Jones’s
Every grown-up wants decoded came to grow in
No motives but showed up in gross quotas
Hog barnburner come see if your homes hold us
‘85 rattletrap parked and fancy
You would swear he was stepping out a commanshe antsy
Let us in the jetty when they jettison the medicine
And paranormal hatchery cadets will break the levys in
(Money, money)
Folk know the totem camaraderie
Token of equality they post it horizontally
Crown the golden loading dock that grow to lodge the colony
Half-mass flags, half-cabs loiter properly
And sleep the sleep of the just, ready on the left
Where the witchcraft spun out of a neighboring sect
With the usual undesirables and big brother cutters
On the day your name became “this motherfucker?!”

Another dark night
Another not all right
Another bad ritual
More botched surgery
Better follow the bread crumbs back
In fact urgently
Or wander through the section where the natives feel murder-y
Vicinity wander
Claim no zone
Never let an anchor drop
Never had a home
Never talk to strangers
Never trust a friend
This is the life and the life will not end