Zzz Top Lyrics - Skelethon - Aesop Rock

Somebody in a cultivated moment of distress 

Composed himself to artfully carve Zoso in his desk 

They was probably thinking fuck you fuck you fuck you in they head 

With a hell bound arm and a acidy wash 

Homemade curfew a thousand o'clock 

And a pot leaf tattoo his friend did drunk 

Like a badge of mystique that technically sucked 

Taking the name of the father in vain 

On the way to the blade in his locker, it's strange 

A switch he lifted from a siblings Skippy jar 

Who branched off into ninja stars 

And never knew his shit was sharp 

To here with a higher purpose 

And a prime alert to juvenile beserkers 

Like kush Van Morrison an Arcade Drop Floor 

Down to the valley time for miss Ahkmar, watch 

Capital Z(ed), slowly maneuver the O 

S is the most difficult to control 

Finally O 

Into the eye of Goliath you goes 

That levee crushing percussion 

Will pull the monkey up right 

Twelve or ghetto blaster 

Blacken her technicolor telecaster 

Lecture at a faster rate 

The class was making them develop backwards 

It would appear you spelled out all the answers 

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Somebody in a cultivated moment of distrust 

composed themselves enough to magic-marker "Zulu" on these chucks 

they was tryin to do the buckle font from 'renegades of funk' 

in a 3d frame of exploding brick, and whiz-lines for the locally motion sick 

Beyond gross but evoked a host of "oh dip" where a social neurosis owned the whole strip, 

Heart of a cat with a lark in his mouth in the marrow of waiting his guardians out, 

Flashlight, chisel tips, milked venom, pistol grip, images relocated from milled vellum to scissor kick, 

silent agreement at hand, king of the hill for a queen of the damned, 

she in the doorway seething began 

"that clean white pair had a 3-year plan!" 

Oops, capital "zed", radical "u" in the cut, truly to beautiful loser it 

up, and he done, collateral damage a future alum, that key to Shambala, planet rocking 

Bambaatta, sample chop, churning out a cancer for the vandal squad, analog, and he 

finds, animated colors on a page, like synthesized cultures on a stage 

Somebody in a cultivated moment of resolve 

composed themselves enough to publicize "the Zeros" in this stall 

they was scoping every dog and pony previously scrawled 

with a festering hate for the gum drop edge, 'disco sucks' tee 

punk's not dead, but a transient teen unsung godsend, via 3 bar chords and a mugshot 

grin, cheese, sign of a runaway tone in the face of authority thumbing nose, cutting 

it's teeth 

pretzled up in special order vinyl 

and birds that dip their belts in little metal porcupine quills 

2 dutch at a show in the front 

low-key to the can for a smoke and a fuck, Trixie 

fixing her lipstick up, when his mitts got bit by the mischief bug 

Photos 

snatchl, capital "zed", terrible "e" in vermillion red 

gimme an "0" and a slippery "s", over a web of the shittiest bands 

that beat your heart out, never bleeped your favorite parts out from a learned curve 

of bird fingers bursting out of germs burns, urgently 

offered through the circuits ofan earlier plot, I'll see you at the 

When they ask how you, feeling you, tell em you 

feeling like, something important died screaming, you, tell em you, feeling like 

something even more important arrived breathing 

something you should probably try feeding 

When they as how you, living you, tell em you, living like 

something important died hissing, you, tell em you 

living like, something even more important arrived giving 

something you should probably try willing