Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Odessa, artist - Aesop Rock.
Date of issue: 18.10.1999
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Odessa |
Where the shiftiest sources leak out the back door |
For more and this is New York City |
(Oh, I see these hear walk |
I, simply a shade of shepherd |
Seems we share fate, honestly) |
Oh, now wait a minute |
I notice there making mockeries of mad men |
Tend not to bend in the honesty |
My twenty thousand leagues ending grants sardonic fatigue |
(The view from this here segue crowds a listeners nothing special simply |
Listeners, how we dissolve its spores and I’ll tell you not flying) |
And I live beneath the scenic yeah, where the fossils pledged allegiance |
Where the centipedes and serpents bigot on territorial disagreements |
The uprooted turned moody and hacked pleasure to skinny ribbons and I’ll |
Suckle my skull caught beneath assumptions pumping pistons |
(Left the joke to wick, it |
He walks whose out now, we, Aesop walls up) |
We tune out the pouts of hiding |
Twilight street merchants, we, deity freely and been here before… |
+ (Aesop Rock) |
Murder, of holy, in cushion |
Partisan, part of the ceiling seems to be leaking, oh, oh, it’s the wall |
Forbid box been broken, from man of everywhere, that’s what I sleep, I love you |
It’s not easy tying knots, whose paycheck may get rained |
Outstanding I shall smudge, invest, it’s dull here, since we need I go beyond |
Grey, lonely, this forest is very very different |
Friend hail things like magnets all the way meant was (It only takes one |
slacker) |
Traveling up, it only takes one slacker |
It only takes one slacker, to attack alacrity and compliance with time |
With regulations poachers poaching just to jump the batteries |
I’m juiced, noosed by the notice, seduced by the ambiance, the motives, |
and the modus operandi’s |
I’m supportive, sort of here to modify those monsters |
Tried to side wind pleasure captains round my hip line |
My sit times on some here I lay my bricks alone to build these walls among |
Us dreams can spread our spores but can I run with the alumnus fungus |
After date rape, and it germs, and I burn for less fortunate starlight |
Chasers forced to use there last match to ward off the glaciers |
Pack a day profess cloud spitter, literate pacifist missed the pissed drunk of |
concert |
Dull and system missed the funk I’m in a lull |
(*Overlaps Aesop Rock’s lines*) |
I’m thinking of a number from one to red, is a beautiful color |
To shade paper hat ink, I’m thinking of a beautiful color… |
Paper hat |
I’m thinking of a number |
From one to home, one ridiculous tenement with no wings to spread |
I’m home again inside my box of cardboard daze, I’m thinking of home |
And I’m home again… |
+ (Dose One) |
(Funny how, faces show up, waters for me, my mouth and snore) |
It could’ve been me but it wasn’t |
The crash and burn and burn and crash infected could collect fee indirectly but |
it doesn’t |
(These are broken cards given |
To dues missed of friendly lips tied life is going blank, slap look |
It’s mirrored universe and one god per so many square feet, and |
Everything counts, higher life forms are dirty, dirty Aesop, every penny |
Saved, is this the city of dreams?) |
And I’m down to Earth |
(I'm down to earth, road) |
My zero hour snuffed doc, where the marked the day the mirth burns |
The time allotted, knotted loops around the plotted, boycotted the wattages |
Toys for the prodding of the rotting bottled hostage |
One time down cloud me as the useless playtime string and think it smirked |
Worthy well, your with me, from the icicle sweat to the self pity |
Sickly thread bare slid back my needle point life willow |
Man I purposely spun straw to gold to lace each last stitch perfectly |
It must have been the dust, the dust, my god, the dust he clutched the |
Dust, father to rust encrust the luck with which I touch togetherness… |
(Toy, bird, in my teeth, empathy, dwell, in merciful spring, friend) |