Текст (слова) песни «No jumper cables»
(Bum train fuckers)
My fancy
Up jumps the boogie delivering eye jammies
Walk through the muck with clutch on a trident
Never give a fuck how far pi went
(He was the lemon every reborn icecolades poltergeist)
Up rock sidewalk cycles stuck at the bus stop
Wookiefoot must not sleep
Under the invaders
No batteries
No jumper cables
Wired underagers play box cutter facelift
Rock out of make shift spirit
To yall I‘m just a funny moniker with a couple of fresh records
And a bangin‘ hand style to put the (jookies) On the guest list
Walk for that
Metal crane grab brainiac
Walk for them
Not a lime light
(Were the blushalisery crips)
And when the multi million
Tin men suck traditional rituals
Out the homes of starving children
And I bet they can see the city bleeding from the satellites
Formed by the corporate war drums recorded poorly
dirty dub fan
Bruised by the (huges all makin pallets)
Chewed by the tooth of living maggots
Dino DNA and cola straight no chaser
Mars attacks colorful bliss?
Rapped up in mother ships
Hazy days will stay purple
Cause zits wit a Z bargain
Like crazy Eddie commercials
Go Ah AH AHH AHHH
Dead bum with a dirt devil
Burned train bumpers High
Cute the way your little parasol spins by
Suck my Neanderthal dick
Catapults spit ooze in the screws and bolts
(And only hurts crews dope and both and soaked in volts)
Zap radio ma ma ma ma mayhem fine
Suicidal lie full of plastic nines
bang
No batteries etc
Come on
Catapult
Jump motherfuckers
No batteries
Catapult
Jump motherfuckers
No cables
He only came to fuck the name stuck the train
That‘s a textbook case
My seed up in flames
Catapult
Jump motherfuckers
No batteries
Catapult
Jump motherfuckers
No cables
Curators cater to killers of innovators
I‘m a statement
No batteries no jumper cables
Jump train fuckers make a head locked Ed Koch
Nursin the craft of concrete visionaries
Cave painters screaming loosen the cuffs
Cave paintings get the natural history feather dust
Pick a lust
(Temilten) stretch delorian chrome sittin on twenties
Then I walk to the sto burning my laundry
Lo Pro
Fucked up jeans back at the party spittin Cain meets flight of the valkeryes in a heartbeat
Saber tooth cannibal city art liturgy
Anorexic danger to click maximum efficiency
(AN ISN ASS DOPE the line I‘m flyn when your PYGARS THEN had their WALLOW PLANKS into the math MOSH)
Tiny fibers in the graphite prison violator
Chopped up for the war gamer systems
Now the architects are rioting cause we built something different
I‘m like how tha fuck sure shot evolution not my business
I yell if the television was on
Grape soda Grape ape Great space coaster
DnD GI Joe Transformer Herculiod Thunder Cat Voltron Speed Racer Space Ghoster
Kiss the flickering images with carol Ann fingertips See ford the fourth chamber skips.
Ohh shit
They say his eyes were spiraling back when he hit the mat
Woke first words: Oh it‘s like that
Started bendin spoons and rippin arrows outa lady hawks
With a C3PO unit tryin to interpret the baby talk
(Bunn train bumpers)
Right turn woulda missed the iceberg fine
But you don‘t like our kind, do you.
Junk yard Dog hot tin roofs cradle kittens with it‘s sub par claws
Rappin is my radio graffiti is my TV
B boys keep them windmills breezy.
Catapult
Jump motherfuckers
No batteries
Catapult
Jump motherfuckers
No cables
He only came to fuck the name stuck the train
That‘s a text book case
My seed up in flames
Catapult
Jump motherfuckers
No batteries
Catapult
Jump motherfuckers
No cables
Curators cater to killers of innovators
I‘m a statement
No batteries no jumper cables
Catapult
Jump motherfuckers
No batteries
Catapult
Jump motherfuckers
No cables
He only came to fuck the name stuck the train
That‘s a text book case
My seed up in flames
Catapult
Jump motherfuckers
No batteries
Catapult
Jump motherfuckers
No cables
Curators cater to killers of innovators
I‘m a statement
No batteries no jumper cables
Don‘t get cooked by the pilot light
I can smell metal in the air tonight
I can smell metal in the air tonight
I can smell metal in the air tonight
Don‘t get cooked by the pilot light
I can smell metal in the air tonight
I can smell metal in the air tonight
I can smell metal in the air tonight
My fancy
Up jumps the boogie delivering eye jammies
Walk through the muck with clutch on a trident
Never give a fuck how far pi went
(He was the lemon every reborn icecolades poltergeist)
Up rock sidewalk cycles stuck at the bus stop
Wookiefoot must not sleep
Under the invaders
No batteries
No jumper cables
Wired underagers play box cutter facelift
Rock out of make shift spirit
To yall I‘m just a funny moniker with a couple of fresh records
And a bangin‘ hand style to put the (jookies) On the guest list
Walk for that
Metal crane grab brainiac
Walk for them
Not a lime light
(Were the blushalisery crips)
And when the multi million
Tin men suck traditional rituals
Out the homes of starving children
And I bet they can see the city bleeding from the satellites
Formed by the corporate war drums recorded poorly
dirty dub fan
Bruised by the (huges all makin pallets)
Chewed by the tooth of living maggots
Dino DNA and cola straight no chaser
Mars attacks colorful bliss?
Rapped up in mother ships
Hazy days will stay purple
Cause zits wit a Z bargain
Like crazy Eddie commercials
Go Ah AH AHH AHHH
Dead bum with a dirt devil
Burned train bumpers High
Cute the way your little parasol spins by
Suck my Neanderthal dick
Catapults spit ooze in the screws and bolts
(And only hurts crews dope and both and soaked in volts)
Zap radio ma ma ma ma mayhem fine
Suicidal lie full of plastic nines
bang
No batteries etc
Come on
Catapult
Jump motherfuckers
No batteries
Catapult
Jump motherfuckers
No cables
He only came to fuck the name stuck the train
That‘s a textbook case
My seed up in flames
Catapult
Jump motherfuckers
No batteries
Catapult
Jump motherfuckers
No cables
Curators cater to killers of innovators
I‘m a statement
No batteries no jumper cables
Jump train fuckers make a head locked Ed Koch
Nursin the craft of concrete visionaries
Cave painters screaming loosen the cuffs
Cave paintings get the natural history feather dust
Pick a lust
(Temilten) stretch delorian chrome sittin on twenties
Then I walk to the sto burning my laundry
Lo Pro
Fucked up jeans back at the party spittin Cain meets flight of the valkeryes in a heartbeat
Saber tooth cannibal city art liturgy
Anorexic danger to click maximum efficiency
(AN ISN ASS DOPE the line I‘m flyn when your PYGARS THEN had their WALLOW PLANKS into the math MOSH)
Tiny fibers in the graphite prison violator
Chopped up for the war gamer systems
Now the architects are rioting cause we built something different
I‘m like how tha fuck sure shot evolution not my business
I yell if the television was on
Grape soda Grape ape Great space coaster
DnD GI Joe Transformer Herculiod Thunder Cat Voltron Speed Racer Space Ghoster
Kiss the flickering images with carol Ann fingertips See ford the fourth chamber skips.
Ohh shit
They say his eyes were spiraling back when he hit the mat
Woke first words: Oh it‘s like that
Started bendin spoons and rippin arrows outa lady hawks
With a C3PO unit tryin to interpret the baby talk
(Bunn train bumpers)
Right turn woulda missed the iceberg fine
But you don‘t like our kind, do you.
Junk yard Dog hot tin roofs cradle kittens with it‘s sub par claws
Rappin is my radio graffiti is my TV
B boys keep them windmills breezy.
Catapult
Jump motherfuckers
No batteries
Catapult
Jump motherfuckers
No cables
He only came to fuck the name stuck the train
That‘s a text book case
My seed up in flames
Catapult
Jump motherfuckers
No batteries
Catapult
Jump motherfuckers
No cables
Curators cater to killers of innovators
I‘m a statement
No batteries no jumper cables
Catapult
Jump motherfuckers
No batteries
Catapult
Jump motherfuckers
No cables
He only came to fuck the name stuck the train
That‘s a text book case
My seed up in flames
Catapult
Jump motherfuckers
No batteries
Catapult
Jump motherfuckers
No cables
Curators cater to killers of innovators
I‘m a statement
No batteries no jumper cables
Don‘t get cooked by the pilot light
I can smell metal in the air tonight
I can smell metal in the air tonight
I can smell metal in the air tonight
Don‘t get cooked by the pilot light
I can smell metal in the air tonight
I can smell metal in the air tonight
I can smell metal in the air tonight
Авторство текста песни No jumper cables принадлежит Aesop Rock