How to Be a Carpenter

[Aesop Rock - Talking]

So you want to be a carpenter, do you?

Well it takes more than a hammer, boy

You're gonna need blueprints and a will to build, and...

Straighten your cap! you look like you've been through a war

Wipe that grin off your mug, you got a sturdy frame?

Sluggish posture just won't cut it

You're gonna need schooling, and, and, and take notes!

And god if I catch you yawning again you're gonna regret ever asking for my help

And dammit you gotta hustle, this is a slacker-free zone

And, where's my pencil? Go get your hard-hat

Here's a nickel, go get us a ruler and a saw and a drill and lots of graph paper...

Yo..

I used to have a rope ladder but tattered were the rungs

I strung it from the highest willow, trying to hug the sun

The seventh level buckled and I tumbled from the summit

Now I'm back to re-climb and this time light my cigarette from it

My stitch in division/division warfare's numb enough to soak suddenly in a bullet bath and skip stones in the morning

Is a flying color phantom tantrum explicable?

Sit and pull the petals off wild flower patches, magic happens!

Behold, pity the lowlife parish?

Doom City barracks left remorse coursed on a horse-drawn carriage by the torch of Polaris

To the badlands, where every bridge collapse right where the crowd stands

Where the witches are fireproof and every preacher's a madman

Frigid be the appleseed demeanor towards the bay where the landshark Parliament swims

When they pause to polish they fins

The better brains will preach the village through the city square

To the light, heavy and middle-weight integrate

Slept with sticks and stones in my pillowcase

Ooh my born flight simulator picks barnacles off the tugboat belly

Left my spirit home in a shoebox in case I die

Got a rugged smoke-green halo floatin' inches off the swamp

Had that phase when the deviltry contacts a sparkle in my eye

Now step back from the reservoir and let the settlers drink (Right!)

Salvage all priorities and iron out all kinks (Okay!)

My house ain't made of bricks and straw but never has it crumbled (Why?)

Cause I stitched the brain's rigidity with symmetry

Come visit me, it's fascinating

[Aesop Rock- Talking]

Now here's how its done, I'm only gonna show you once

So pay close attention, hear me now or hear me never

Glue your little eyes to the diagram

See the plywood, the nails, the glue? You work every inch

Your domain and you must treat it well

Keep it clean or it'll swallow you whole

Where's the T-square, hand me the pliers

Now dammit, oh, this will never do!

You have to want the castle, head Up, shoulders back

Be the materials, know your limits only to break your limits

Are you listening? God dammit boy, pay attention

[Chorus]

Try it again, little bit more juice this time

Try it again, yeah, a little bit more elbow grease this time

Try it again, concentrate, a little more focus this time

You can kick and scream and yell but damn I'm only tryin' to help

Try it again, you're not doing it right, here now, y'all watch

Try it again, stop sulking, I'm the example, for real, Watch

Try it again, I'm bout to make it easy for you y'all, just Watch

You can kick and scream and yell but damn I'm only tryin' to help

As if it didn't sting enough

The hunt dispatched a pack of wild dog silhouettes

All sulking by the skyline, focused with a bonus hunger pain

My sincere addiction imbalance stems from a vintage grimace slap to the muck of

Ancestral branch camped on the vessels

Yes and I abide, the laws of the hidden desert survived

And every peasant present teetered it on the crescent less deprived

With the exception of pleasant finale binges on the great endangered interests

Of phantom brigades slaving to save that princess

I double the negative (Double the negative), to no avail, no promised benefits

Just delegates peddling pairs of negatives

With magnified magnanimous appearance sandy sinners in opinion shut

Now what of the madness fragments?

Stagnant

How to make a vision sing while twigs cling to your pigeon wings

Fission militia, indent bent to split blood in hell's kitchen sink

Organize civility simpleton citizen mixers, then kiss the sky in unison

Sinister city-blistered corporate hooligans

All I really want's a nickel to feed my little pig

Redefine big dig, three cheers to the product

Consumer populace feed but never dreamed of the process

On a slanted advantage point saw the makeshift criminals date rape the hostage

Dream away the plain pain, yeah but it seeps through the cracks

And drips from the ceiling and smells the rich scent of my tracks

All I ever really wanted was a jungle, and a jungle I got

See it ain't the vision it's the plot that makes me stop

Try it again. I don't want to (Repeat 8x)

I'm not even interested anymore

Try it one more time