Aesop Rock - Blood Sandwich lyrics
Yup Steps up to the plate Little brother, little league '87 he was 8 Rookie season for the skinny slugger Newly out of tee-ball Pit against a pitcher with a ripper you could eat off Churched then a grump alones runner third first Granny yelling "Go Cubs!", nose in her word search See MILFs like apes on a monolithic bleacher, and are advocating war and peace in lieu of sport and leisure "Hi Peggy" I was 10, chewing on a sweet tart Little brother, left-field, Queen's guard Mean arm, knees bent 2-out, 2 on bags When I caught him staring down at something moving through the gra** Hold up Tagged runner, and the whole cast rotate Not before he could identify the culprit Granny yelling, "Go Cubs!" Graham yelling, "Gopher!" New left-fielder give a f** about a homer Got a homie, little rodent, head and shoulders at a supple No baseball in the bubble Ruh-roh Parents thought it adorable The players followed suit Inning crawling to a close Head coach not amused Coach seeing red Coach on the diamond dragging 27 inches of aluminium behind him When he transverse 3rd, the families turn nervous The following is a transcript of man vs vermin Here we go Man stands out by a hole Pest pops up to patrol Man plays live whack-a-mole In a scene that would try every child as adult Woah Pallbearer with a ball mitt Thrown over the fence Coach at the bench Both teams lose "Good game. Good game" Granny yelling "Go Cubs!", Cubs ain't playing My little brother is a funny dude A lot of funny sh** happened to him My other brother pretty funny too Ain't seen him in a minute though Just in case of rough waters, I wanna put one up for my brothers Just in case of rough waters, I wanna put one up for my brothers Yup Not a part of the machine Big brother, big idea, 9-0, 16 Neubaten tee, plaid flannel laden adolescent art kid Tony Hawk hair, Skinny Puppy denim And a record player vomiting Alien Sex Fiend Peel sessions in a Christian home for field testing It's real youth in the palm of your hand When your Mom thinks Satan is involved in a band We were buried in the village voice Checking who was playing where Pulled his head up out the paper, pushing out a single tear Five words, like a beacon of light in the mist "Ministry live at the Ritz" It was Christ has risen to Chris 3 loves, 2 fish Miracle of mechanized loops on 2-inch Coming to a theatre he would be there in the flesh Moms didn't say "No," but she didn't say "Yes" Copped tickets, ha the plot thickens Countdown to ultimate concert experience Moms still worrying "Why are they called Ministry? Are they a cult?" Maybe she could probably investigate Bought a mag with an Al Jourgensen interview Read a couple sentences, glanced at a pic or two or three That's all, no fair trial Simply, "You will not be going to the show and that's final!" What occurred next were the top of the lungs of a son who unjustly had lost what he'd loved In a moment that would transcend anger to high-arts Said, "This is something I am willing to die for!" Can you even imagine a d**h in the fam from industrial fandom? Anyway, no body count no concert and Chris kicked rocks in his mismatched converse My older brother is a funny dude A lot of funny sh** happened to him We hadn't spoken in a couple moons I called him last night "How you doing?" Just in case of rough waters, I wanna put one up for my brothers Just in case of rough waters, I wanna put one up for my brothers Just in case of rough waters, I wanna put one up for my brothers