No City Lyrics - None Shall Pass - Aesop Rock

(for want of a nail the shoe was lost) 

(for want of a shoe the horse was lost) 

(for want of a horse the rider was lost) 

(for want of a rider the battle was lost) 

(for want of a battle the kingdom was lost) 

(and all for the want of a horse shoe nail) 

There is a hole in front of the shovel, shovel in front of the brawn 

Six billion gorillas for whom the graves yawn 

Each withered his mule-ish days to choose his tool of trade 

Dueling blades that cue the cruel charade and fuel the flames 

If you would clue the crew into the civil 

Just get the food and land like you the man who flew the coop over the pit-bulls 

Dash back flashy to compassionate nano police 

Sat beneath an avalanche and jagged inadequacies 

And I would stop the violence more than I was Pontius Pilate 

Cops and robbers riot by the vows of noxious sirens 

A is gullible he figure all man equal no brainer 

Take it his friends and neighbors didn't cater 

Moms raised the babies through a very church-y eighties 

Sunday mornings reinforced the waiting gates of Hades 

And he brazen but apparently inferno bound now 

For when a man had coughed recite his wrongs he wouldn't bow down 

The punishment should fit the reasons you must punish him 

Never puncture skin or pull the colored rugs from under them 

Two opposing mother ships shall not employ the gunner's deck 

Cause brotherhoods of public good do not employ the unctuous in you 

Observing how the giveth is disproportionate to the taketh away decide to maketh his day 

All the stoic odium glowing a coal holster 

When he coulda stood easily in the tub juggling toasters 

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[Chorus] 

No mountain too high 

No city too far 

No coma tonight 

No city tomorrow 

No fire too live 

No city too charred 

No treaty to sign 

No city to guard 

I pick the phone up with a grown-up mode approach 

Skin crawlin off the drawl and now it clawed the awkward tone up 

I'd known it wasn't roses but hoped it was less corrosive 

Coast in to the focus of the grossest diagnosis like 

Holmes, the barnacles that chew upon the flesh of man 

Have clued into suitor as capital to a beggars hand 

Comfortably, sung a stubborn legacy of gluttony 

With carnivores that burrow like hunters into the blood and meat 

Umm, what?!? 

The Jenny chin up and the city picked her sinning pen up let her numb the spitting stigma 

Along came a spider sold her eggs to any buyer 

Now the shooter in back is six legs wider than the driver 

If you make no friends on the way to the top rung 

There is no secret handshake club I do not give a fuck 

But know the cancers make the olive branches obviously standard 

So when they extend from the yachts and mansions drop your cannons 

All kings hang em for the cliff side drip dry 

Will he clip to zip line or slip for his final dip dive 

If he live, will he survive the milligrams of middle ground 

They pump into the pinstripe pentagrams over tinsel town 

Or kill a man who trickled down the city with his scissors out as sickles 

Dipped in military hells bells and whistles 

Riders to the east 

Now the wild tribes 

Thank you for the peace on earth and mercy mild high 

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[Chorus] 

No mountain too high 

No city too far 

No coma tonight 

No city tomorrow 

No fire too live 

No city too charred 

No treaty to sign 

No city to guard 

And all for the want of a horse shoe nail