Aesop Rock - Bring Back Pluto - Instrumental lyrics

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Aesop Rock - Bring Back Pluto - Instrumental lyrics

This is my friend, Tony. He's pretty cool Although he's not always so smart (Aesop Rock) And then there were eight (then there were eight) Just like that (Bring back Pluto, bring back, bring back Pluto) In the beginning it was Large Marge sent me a bet: Empty the rent if you can double-park the garbage barge gently The moon took a second mortgage on the seventh house Jupiter ain't talk to Mars, he felt the host of rovers sold him out Close your mouth, poke your snout over the cloaked aroma cloud Solar boy elope with couch choking on older Polaroids Motormouth show for the golden molar toy Gophers yoke a fish outta water, he grows lungs and multiplies Idol. Once soldering a perfect union It is vital to calculate any ornery loose ends So if mutiny ensues, the aloof is a**umed nuisance The clue is in his vacancy, the proof is in his goosebumps Maroon the traitors, expecting acres of edelweiss Who later learn it may actually be safer to play with knives I show up late looking project grizzly Two bowies, a third for throwing, an accomplished dickweed Nothing, nada, nil, I stuff a lot of pill to gut What's the proper rules on stuffing hostages in trucks? He'll be numb enough to chill before the choppers spill the blood But if I'm not? f** it Plug him. Warpy got his goddamn groove back Jet setting on spec with a dead Yeti on the roof rack And miscreants will rubberneck jalopy euthanasia Which will later be regretted when it's your turn for cremation And I walk like early man Freak a little witch hunt Gathering the carnies and exploiting every stigma The malformed oddities amongst sovereignty's normal Shall abuse every vice you can imagine right before you All I thought of was the cloven hooved And how they clip-clip-clopp over the woven roofs With a nose for commotion and stolen goods... Now tell me what the f** am I supposed to do? In the meantime... Nine minus one left eight In the meantime: Nine minus one left eight In the meantime: Nine minus one left eight We were busy putting barbs on a large iron gate Mercury, Venus, Earth, Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, Uran*s, Neptune (Bring back Pluto, bring back, bring back Pluto) Mercury, Venus, Earth, Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, Uran*s, Neptune (Bring back Pluto, bring back, bring back Pluto) They're gonna want his milk money next Stare into the glowing eye of Cerberus and crow Authoritative laminates will not repel the quarantined alone All the town simply know the Coke machine is home Where they sit and hope the Ovaltine their nobles drink is strong Couples-only roller rink was sole because of chicken you Before they wiggle mittens between the pilloring of ridicule And you can hear the iron maiden's lock Or see the town crier's ankle stock chained up to the tanker truck A is up early; ring and run, thank you much Document a little of the underbelly bang-for-buck A. I walk as the hype of the city gossip Meaning every dumpster diver's gotta vomit up a comment like: You ain't sh**, this ain't hell This is little Russian dolls that get smaller and smaller still This a corpse full of pills trying to sit still and build Cause eight planets bullied Number Nine until he fell Noooooo Babylon goggles, garp for the Galvatron coppers Tugboat, salvage all fossils I'll be shepherd while the whirlybirds thin out the lepers' doctors But if I'm not? f** it Tear up the metal hat and seasons It's as American as skiing above a plastic D-cup. Yup Ya think Charlie Brown was Weathermen Had us zig zag around these yellow backs for peanuts? In the baggy stomach lining attached to the bums in hiding Sits the morals every outing he slides to refine his grinding When the freakishly disfigured have been triggered to surround you You will live inside the actual second they let the hounds loose All I thought of was the cloven hooved And how they clip-clip-clopp over the woven roofs With a nose for commotion and stolen goods... Now tell me what the f** am I supposed to do? In the meantime: Nine minus one left eight In the meantime: Nine minus one left eight In the meantime: Nine minus one left eight We were busy putting barbs on a large iron gate Mercury, Venus, Earth, Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, Uran*s, Neptune (Bring back Pluto, bring back, bring back Pluto) Mercury, Venus, Earth, Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, Uran*s, Neptune (Bring back Pluto, bring back, bring back Pluto)

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