Tumbleweed - Billy Woods, Aesop Rock, E L U C I D

Z-z-z-z, pop go the landscape

Belly-up throwing socks at the fan blades

One o’clock, dummy lock eyes with a mickey mouse pancake

Pox on his tipping side handshake

Slobs in a city-wide campground, translate

Tan lions examining how the lamb taste

Needs more saffron, lead 4 eyes where his hands ain’t

Hand-painted mask on, Badassquiat

Tap math rock on a harp string

Mosh like a sasquatch l.a.r.p.ing

Seen amoebas grow to vapid fashionistas

Freeing a can of worms mistook for a panacea

See the regulars exude a particular brand of diva

‘til a basic interaction take a local anesthesia to stomach

Amnesia beloved, reanimated from the chrysalis

Splitting atoms over shitty crinkle cuts, lemme guess

Another mac the knife with the passion of christ

I would rather be trapped in ice

He flexi with the tech and exit left from the director’s chair

Pocket-knife and a box of strike anywheres

Might break off from the pack like Uncle Traveling Matt

Mail a couple suspicious packages back

But the mission is in front of him

Operation tooth and nail

Turn troops into boots and belts

Russian roullette relationships

Step in the front door guns to your own heads

His & her 44s matching rubber grips

Just Me & My Bitch/romantic revolvers

She threatened to leave/replied

I’d buy that for a dollar

Took a few weeks

But I’m back to rolling ‘em smaller

It’s the little things

The bitter flings

Rebounding with the illest springs

Icarus aloft on pride’s brittle wings

Heavy hand/Singapore Slings/Good man

I appreciate a barkeep who keep my cup on brim

And might perhaps point me towards some trim

Eye blinks pan flashes

Suddenly the only person in the bar not wearing glasses

Keeps a flask in hand but for that special someone might pass it

The Minus Man

Takes his meals alone close to home two glasses Cote de Rhone

Slipped out unnoticed/the tip was decent

Nods good evening to policemen passing the precinct

Must’ve already made quota

Crocodile Tears P.W.

Botha

Maybe I shoulda stuck it out instead going home to a sofa

Arrived via chauffeur

Dipped in a jack-o-lantern arm in arm with a slattern

Shot from the hip/excuses in the holster/extended clip

One in the head and I ain’t stop squeezing till I knew it was dead