Tuesday - Malibu Ken, Aesop Rock

There’s something you should probably know before we go too far

My neighbor found a mushroom growing inside of my car

She called me up on tour, sounding emotionally scarred

Although it may have scared her more that I wasn’t really alarmed

The dandruff in a shaken globe is fit to gild a manger

The pizza face is pepperoni, carbuncle, and caper

I’m bunions and contusions, bumps, lumps and bruises

Discoloring, and other things I can’t reach with a loofah

Not a butcher, not a baker

Pick a booger with a basic evolutionary failure

I do not open mail, I do not answer phones

The fridge is pretty much a home for mayonnaise alone

Watch a pocketknife surgeon cut a cyst out in the kitchen

It’s the cousin to acutely removing his own stitches in a pinch

Kool-Aid ooze out his toothache

Mushroom growing in the car;

it’s just another Tuesday

(Forever now, forever it’s a Tuesday) Tuesday

(Forever now, forever now) Tuesday

And if you waiting for a spell

Where it falls into an order you can help?

Then well, yeah

No

On one hand, it’s pretty gross

On the other, it’s sort of like a pretty desert rose

How against all odds, whether wet, dry, night or day

Garden, pigsty or cave, life science finds a way

Boxed in, vegged out, fox in the henhouse

Gray-stained teeth, say «cheese» through a trench-mouth

«Cheese!»

Chase dreams with the hellbound

Posture suitable for a job in a bell tower

One plate, one fork, itty-bitty lamp

I would offer you a drink, but I literally can’t

It feels like you’re camping when you’re sitting on the can

Where the crib has always simulated living in a van

A little light cleaning, keep the spiders off his eating

Maybe one day, he’ll go deeper

Really exorcise the demon at the root

I’m in the sofa cushions over loose change

Black mold bathtub;

homie, it’s a Tuesday

(Forever now, forever it’s a Tuesday) Tuesday

(Forever now, forever now) Tuesday

And if you waiting for a spell

Where it falls into an order you can help?

Then well, yeah

No

I can’t even keep a cactus alive when I’m present

When I’m gone, it’s a groundbreaking botanical epic

From desolate to Little Shop of Horrors in a second

It’s weird knowing life thrives more when you exit

The Trouble Man, cuddle with a duffel bag of loose cash

Chews glass, scatterbrained, aspartame moo-stache

Mwah!

Head lice, dressed like a douchebag

Unsaid prayers, undead raccoon hat

Voice of the boiled-over

Thick skull;

still throw his toys out his stroller

Piss black roof tar, bleed flat Cherry Coke

Very much another wack-job with a megaphone

Very much another fat slob playing chess alone

Lesser-known fetish porn, leftover Lexapro, et cetera

Everything’s coming up goose eggs

Sunday, Monday, Happy Days, Tuesday is Tuesday

(Forever now, forever it’s a Tuesday) Tuesday

(Forever now, forever now) Tuesday

(Forever now, forever it’s a Tuesday)

(Forever now, forever now)