[Aesop Rock:]
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Deliver us from evil
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Litter bugged amoeba simmer on the brimstone
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Grim tone, bring him home
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Authoritative restoration will be rationed righteously
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To those deemed suitably fit to police their own sobriety
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Standard law that wriggle intimate, mingle with coincidental mishap, then snap
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Curse the digs
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Yellow brick Zooka birthed the piss
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I trust that every litigant will be his own worst pig
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Thirst big, baby, I reckon y'all are a mess too, but insecurities will
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Make your bio sound less cool
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If fizzy lifting drinks are par for saddling your horse,
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You might consider sawing Sea Biscuit off at the knees before
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Few chew sacred like them sewer cougars
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Patient 'til the Lugar movers daytrip with them super cookers blazing
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Divvy up the remarkable carcass, what a relief
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And y'all ain't even washed yesterday's blood off your teeth
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Behind the buck-bin Duane Reade aviators plated with the dookie brown tint sit
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The googly off the daily paper
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Clip red or blue (Blue!)
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Either way the shredder chew
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Letter to the editor messenger, let him through
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Engine engine number nine, sock it to me one more time
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Said uh, un-gowa, we got the power [x3]
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Automatic systematic engine number nine, sock it to me one more time
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Said un-gowa we got the power
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Okay, do your thing [Echoes]
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Family, do your thing, do your thing, stop
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[Aesop Rock:]
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I put a beetle on his back and take notes
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Play a dealt hand. Kicks wing tips 'til the tank flips conveyor belt
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Shelf a mayor saber for catering navy savior
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Help who treat stray children like clay pigeons off the sailor's deck
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He squeaks 'pull', I freak the wool over the owl eye;
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Filter sheepish winter through it's sister on the outside
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Meanwhile back at HQ, he's twisting his moustache, hatching a plan to hate you
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Shark fin dollar pay a ghost guild buckets
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Hard pill to swallow and he knows pills, trust him
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Drunkards of the crystal palace suck assignment
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Walk the diamonds in the soles of your chukkas back to the slaves who mined 'em
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It's Raggedy Andy clan; fancy the pretty stitches
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'til he learned the skinny on the fragility's physics
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Like he snag a button eye on the fly by the barbs
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Super glue the parts, now his students are alarmed
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No worries, it's snow flurries compared to what the sheriff wish:
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Curfew the city that must not
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Bust warn shots at a run-of-mill Waldo on a doctor hunt
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He will make the most wonderful sarcophagus occupant
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Engine engine number nine, sock it to me one more time
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Said uh, un-gowa, we got the power [x3]
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Automatic systematic engine number nine, sock it to me one more time
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Said un-gowa we got the power
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Okay, do your thing [Echoes]
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Family, do your thing, do your thing, stop
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[Aesop Rock:]
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Rotten egg, not to be pegged as fashionably tardy
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The difference is the latter got the freebies from the barkeep
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Wait, Aes-fucking-Rock is in the building
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The room looked up, looked down, kept sniffing
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Slit the neck and slip the chip in, sipping anti-governmental zombie grog
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But zombied up gladly on your Swiss Army watch
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As if twitching upon your authored condition's
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Really that different from administered conditioning glitches
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Kissing a firewater pitcher with the fatal Drano-chase game
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It's hiding in the Nang labeled with the day-glow face paint
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Some buckle when the T-Rex treks shakes the puddles
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My huggable jungle
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My son of a dove cry, humble, even doves die
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I took the black outta something to judge the lung by
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I took the mag out like the crack out of a bum's pipe
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I hook the tag up like a flag over the plum sky
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Mud pie cruiser with an oink for the innocent
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I blame it on the ambiguous quote unquote system
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If a quota needs some filling you're a whore
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Sincerely yours, engine number nine conductor
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All aboard!
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Engine engine number nine, sock it to me one more time
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Said uh, un-gowa, we got the power [x3]
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Automatic systematic engine number nine, sock it to me one more time
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Said un-gowa we got the power
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Okay, do your thing [Echoes]
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Family, do your thing, do your thing, stop
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Number Nine
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Aesop Rock |