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Fumes

Fumes lyrics by Aesop Rock. [Intro:] "You ain't shit man, your story's a joke You should package it with a last smoke and six feet of rope." [Bridge:] Stay...

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Fumes

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[Intro:]

"You ain't shit man, your story's a joke

You should package it with a last smoke and six feet of rope."

[Bridge:]

Stay awake little misfit

Her lips wet a very particular mischief

Sis' wiggle an index, if your limbs let

Or settle for a warm, burgundy bubble out of her beak instead

[Verse 1:]

Hey, tequila to free the worm

Had his liver scuba suit up on the Sabbath

His personal pill rabbit

At the hole's end her delicate mitten tipped

For sticking pissy liquor in him every day at six

Silly, predictability is a bitch

Fully patterned, had her awkwardly christening the small talk chalk board

She said, "This is less of a fixer-upper than my last bar."

"Funny, you're less of a fixer-upper than my last whore."

Crass is Similac to the milky with of today's youths

Both chuckle out

Next couple on the house

Next couple on the couch

Swapping social coma rants

Phobias and soldier doubts, jokes and corporate mogul bans

Motor-mouths

The key to open his closure:

Pussy plus yay; she hid in a broken toaster

And later wake neighbors over chemical flavor to fuck sickly

Tooth, nail beauty through the skin deep

[Chorus:]

An object at rest tends to remain at rest

And an object in motion tends to remain in motion

With the same speed... slow down

With the same speed... slow down

With the same speed... slow down

And in the same direction

Down... down... down...

[Verse 2:]

Now the dizziness is similar to whimsy with a pretty twist

If pretty is a bidding war for meteors of iffy sniff

And cigarettes, and pills on a speaker

Silhouetted by the muted television and the rickety Venetians

Between tweaks, he sweeps at home depot and reads

Mostly biblical, but not 'cause he believed

But found the lexicon of Jesus-heavy literature fly

Feverishly sponged up the information high

Fade into the cradle of his same deck train wreck

She pet him with a mechanical tape deck play back

Plus, the depressing sum of the two combined pay checks

Stung less when little Debbie D-cup put her legs back

Drunk, put her on the business-end of his favorite couplet from Corinthians

Sunk into the comforts of a kid again

Enough to share the stuff that truly interest him

This is where the vision of a shiny, happy Christmas end

Tipsy little princess wasn't listening, just yes-ing him

The more she fed him "yes", the more he fed her fresh barbiturates

Assuming it was them against the world into oblivion

But he was just a stupid simian that her live with him

[Chorus:]

An object at rest tends to remain at rest

And an object in motion tends to remain in motion

With the same speed... slow down

With the same speed... slow down

With the same speed... slow down

And in the same direction

Down... down... down...

[Verse 3:]

Pirouetting madly on a mirror full of baggies

In the valley of the irritable Aggie

Any sincerity, miracles, or memory buried in the back-seat

By the hazardous materials was seriously gasping

Here he is in action trying to patch up the attraction

Figured he would win her back if he act in a common passion

Penned a couple chapters 'bout a sassy pair of magnets

With a cottage on a hill and a picket fence and a marriage

Never having gathered her rabid enthusiasm over language

Was fashioned around the aspirin in his cabinets

Asked her to read it expecting flattery after the fact

This is an exact imitation of how she react:

"You ain't shit man, your story's a joke

You should package it with a last smoke and six feet of rope."

Man she knows five chores, more coke, and all fours

Said, "Leave me on the floor and leave the dope by the door."

Bounced all shook up, she cook up aluminum

Consuming every skull and crossbones in the room

In under two minutes, he fuming with a flipped lid, stormed into the crib

And found her body on the tiles like, "No she didn't! ", yes she did

[Bridge:]

Stay awake little misfit

Her lips wet a very particular mischief

Sis' wiggle an index, if your limbs let

Or settle for a warm burgundy bubble out of her beak instead

[Chorus:]

An object at rest tends to remain at rest

And an object in motion tends to remain in motion

With the same speed... slow down

With the same speed... slow down

With the same speed... slow down

And in the same direction

Down... down... down...

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