Aesop Rock - Water Tower lyrics

(Vita es morte es vita Life is d**h is life) Found nothing but the feathers and the skull On the porch like a present with a bow Dinner's in a black earth gutted and uncoupled from the patchwork Buried by a seven year cherub in the backyard Epitaph and all Disciple o' the cycles and sciences of birth in a fertilized hyacinth Life in the vitamins invited up to cypresses A testament to moxie in the miracle of lifelessness It's tricky when you'd rather rot into the soil as a nutrient Than navigate this mortal coil in human skin, dig The nuances of putrefying jelly Hit the levee when those feathers are a cancer in your besty And I pick a ginger gold that's fed by a drunken uncle One from a customer pumping that sumner blood work Remember them ascending settling any high scores Forty meters up with the heart of a high dive horse [Hook:] Paint "No Rules" on the water tower [x4] Impossible, impossible (Hold the f** up Who is you talking to? Cause ain't nobody talking to you You can't do a motherf**ing thing) I told my ex in '97 I was falling on my weapon Ripped the phone up out the wall The 'Po would drag me from my bedroom An embarra**ing ordeal involving hospitals and questions And the kinda doctors who use words like "cognitive" and "spectrum" While explaining why you're selfish to romanticize a ruse And watch unruly roots pull you to Lucifer by your shoes I mean, it isn't perfect but don't misconstrue the purpose Any urge isn't discernible from community service to the kiddo Plus she'd make a beautiful widow But that's an altruistic ticket to a room with no windows Hmm you'd think he would've learned back in the eighties When they pulled him out of cla** over concerns about his safety But he didn't, it wasn't cause he doesn't get the message More he doesn't judge a man by how honorable his d**h is On a scale you made up anyway Half past out to pasture Whether clapped or batteries in backwards [Hook:] Paint "No Rules" on the water tower [x4] Impossible, impossible (Check this sh** out here Don't be trying to come all for me Cause you is not all of that with your f**ed up haircut) I had a pet lizard, he never got an obit Fed him crickets, it was dead a f**ing month before I noticed An older me would note that whether disposable goldfish Or theist, we certainly become the Earth as equals in a circle Unique until the spirit isn't willing While the flesh is still a staple of the labor forcing whistling It's roadk** evoking emotion his own totem don't That's a reality you evade or grow to own Social code broken, a hierarchy to gasp at Black labs over wack dads on the admat Tabby over parasite, bats at the parish A civil war becoming of ungovernable atoms I'm born from the guts of stars and black tar pits Iron Maiden denim paint the devil under grawlix Crawls out a clawed coffin to huff and puff Somewhere in between the dust and dust [Hook:] Paint "No Rules" on the water tower [x4] Impossible, impossible