Zero Dark Thirty Lyrics - Skelethon - Aesop Rock

They did not know how long they had been there 

They did not know how long they had been there 

They did not know how long they had been there 

They did not know how long they had been there 

They did not know how long they had been there 

They did not know how long they had been there 

They did not know how long they had been there 

Look 

Unsigned hype 

Front line aeronauts flurry 

Zero dark thirty 

Zero friends minotaur-fugly stepchild 

Evoke lunch jumped over plunging necklines 

Up, beside tongue-tied hungry enzymes 

Devote one into mothmen munching textiles 

Punisher 

Out past go-time 

Back 10 fried worms chubbier 

Brown grass both sides 

Canned food 

Manmade tools 

Lanacane, band aids, mandrake root 

Bindle on a broomstick, pancaked shoes 

And a handshake-proof campaign, can't lose 

Can't gain 

Smoke out moles like a force of nature 

Pray fortune return to his favor 

Swiftly 

Maybe in the form of a nest egg 

Maybe in the form of a tesla death ray 

Or a solid gold scene with something better to celebrate 

Than powder on a face like a flatfoot on jelly day 

M-m-moral compass all batshit 

Spinning in the shadows of immoral magnets 

Are we supporting the artist or enabling the addict 

I mean, I guess it matters to me 

I wish it mattered to you 

How a thousand virtues 

Kick the same bucket like chinatown turtles 

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Roving packs of elusive young become 

Choke-lore writers over boosted drums 

In the terrifying face of a future tongue 

Down down from a huntable surplus to one 

Down down from a huntable surplus to one 

Down down from a huntable surplus to one 

Down down from a huntable surplus to one 

Check his own Breakneck pulse 

Over colors in a drain 

That emote sugar skulls in the rain 

Flower-eyes melting 

guided by a levy made of bath tiles tilting 

Quarter up and headed for the kill screen 

No corner cut, no build team 

Only a particularly menacing 

Angle perpendicular to everything 

Boys room cherry bomb 

Boy/goon very much runnin' with the devil in the mellotron 

Hello 

Here's where a tale of caution 

Pounds coffin nails 

To bootlegs of Hawkwind, saw tooth 

Nevermind straw to gold 

Spin hearts on sleeves into heads on poles 

Arm in the maw 

Fish out pith like a business card from a jar at the mall 

A-alike androids dreaming of carbon applause 

Get stuffed with cartoon cigars 

Cold pack, neti-pot, home to roost 

Around folk backed into what they most lampoon 

Shook to the fevered brow and broke ankles 

Daisy, declawed pound, no thank you 

Fade me 

Failed all basic training 

But I spent a couple groundhog days with a changeling 

Silhouette the god's last cigarette 

Anything less would be ri-god-damn-diculous 

Photos 

Roving packs of elusive young become 

Choke lore writers over boosted drums 

In the terrifying face of a future tongue 

Down down from a huntable surplus to one 

Down down from a huntable surplus to one 

Down down from a huntable surplus to one 

One 

One 

One 

One 

One 

One 

One