Jiggy-jabberjaw vitamin idol and primal rages 
When bible page verse tidal waves begun (Water one) 
I wrote the book that shook 
America to splinters 
In a winter wasteland 
Icicle-bound barren township 
Call Baron 
Munchausen's proud gimps to clinch this chemical war pig 
Delinquent sinkin like a paper tugboat 
Well beneath your holiday 
Beached on a red tide infested shore corroding eastern seaboard beauty 
I'm a jigsaw slab, but all the pig saw was dirt bag 
It's like a bleeding comet bombing on your sequels 
To the riverside park tunnel people claim last lifeform standing 
Carbon based pardons ain't enough 
My stilts truly personify the serbonite flea circus 
We urchins merkin on daily 
I catapult brain opera past basic 
Tear my own face off in the finale, stick around it's ill 
Diabolic Prodigal 
Son spill grimmace 
If you had one more eye, you'd be a 
Cyclops Which explains missing the premise 
Bliss mimic, baptise, chastise, laugh die 
Kiss the finish, piss the villagers the fuck off 
Pete Piper picked peppers, and 
Run rocked rhymes 
Aes Rock might've smoked one too many dimes in his time 
Now where you gonna be when the sun falls, brother 
Probably gathering your sheep with all these other mothafuckers 
Struck twice in the same place by a moody 
Zues fishliner 
Smackin the third clear out the park 
Going gone (To infinity and beyond!) 
I rocked for a flock of 
Chewbacca look-alikes in magic makers 
Hermit crabs and 
New York city sewer aligators 
Keep your homily dream out your homily 
I deal with tangible goods 
And avoid manufacturing food for landfills 
I've seen friends bow to needles 
I've seen needles bow to records 
I've seen boughs break 
I've seen 
God bow and make the clouds shake 
I've seen the proud break 
I've seen alot for a blind soldier 
Who tattooed the city scape up skin to blend in 
Rats travel by night invite the waterbugs 
I'm here to pull the three-prong 
When it's prime directive wormhole of self-sacrifice 
Had a hatchet slice for camps 
For that God-awful 
Frankenstein 
Starving your style to someday be a story in my kids 
Life's hard, life's easy 
Life's everyting in between me 
Life's Peachy like 
James and the 
Giant And 
I keep spittin as long as these kittens buy it 
And I keep casting my line as long as these fish will bite it 
And I like it (Don't try it like that) [Movie sample] "Yes the bough is low That's the way it goes though.... Maybe I should just give up or just stop trying But life is so uncertain, so short I've got to keep on searching And wherever it takes me, I've got to go" [Aesop Rock] 
Ran away temper tantrum, decrepid anthem 
Set a low goal, 
I arrived late 
I'm here to scrape a car clean to the funk machine 
Imposes on the underling amalgam cluster and identifies the mother (You got heart) 
I hate to tell you but it skips more than it palpitates 
Like these here little drunken archers missed one of they calculate 
The falcon hates the mockingbird 
The farmer hates the drought 
I hate em all, 
I kick the bottom brick out shouting "Yes y'all" 
And blow the village out perspective (Aesop!) 
Do you take this makeshift-
Candy Land-cult classic-bastard style 
To be your lawfully wedded head trip 
Doing base throughout sickness, health, electrical storm 
Fire, pain, rain, hail, wind, ice, sleet, snow? (Hell no!) 
I'm balanced, personified phantom to the bone 
Walkin like a 
Jabberwocky 
Scalpin a pair of one-way tickets to shadowboxing 
Just like christmas with a shallow stocking 
Like this (I'm just trying to milk the mileage) 
You drop science like 
Don Herbert with liquor in him 
Soundin off like senior citizens sitting at bingo parlor bickering 
Yeah it's kinda funny, isn't it 
How I can build while you just sit there and bitch about your syllabus [Chorus] 4x 
Dwarfed by the lights, bewildered by the fanbase 
Bound by an idea, skeptical of the handshakes 
Skeptical of the handshakes {*repeat to fade*}