Crows 2 Lyrics - Skelethon - Aesop Rock

4 and 21 crows 

None go south 

For the supper when a punk goes out 

Checkerboard of mothballed death-forms 

Hauled via vaudeville canes 

And encased where the claw marks wane off broadway the god way 

Watch, our father 

Commuters from the farms with news of el chupacabra 

Who transfuse soup out a fresh punk skull 

Dumb full blood suckers 

Only the chum suffers 

Pine box butcher 

Encouraging poor lighting 

Said "a pall bore not a sure sign ofjarred lightning" 

Harsh, that's how the yellow spine-diner was born 

Feral feeding that strung his organs up like tire swing art 

Chippin' a drippy set of broke bone grinders 

More for the hive mind 

Less for the land mine finders 

Fine, no defacto leaders in the eatery 

Unless you count the way they led his heart through his tuxedo tee 

Straight out the front 

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4 and 22 

Cue the cut throat mouth 

Chew together when a punk goes out 

Etiquette of tart-tongued ghouls 

Never run truck jewels 

Run a culinary school for gluttony-drunk wolves 

In guttural grunts 

Smothering buttery lung ramen 

Early sign of punk showed up on the diagnostic 

Hm, pardon if I seem stand all the see-sawed loss, I can't call it 

All petite drawn straws and orange caution 

Or outcast creeps re-involved for absolvement 

It's gaudy, plus when a hell-bound offspring and yours share an all evolve salty 

Watch, if fortune is a bitch with venom and laser tits 

Maybe sin 'll make for sugar-flavored flesh 

Kings taste terrible at best and rest in peace raw 

The rest are recipes 

Caw! 

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