Table Talk

[Intro: Aesop Rock & Rob Sonic]

I work well when the air is heavy

Everyday before the roosters ready

Won't see a break till the day gets done

Till the stars cut cake and the moon get some

And when it does then I’ll do what I can

To offer it a place in the space at the end

Lead water war and a portion of bread

And a pocket full of stones it can toss at my head

[Verse 1: Rob Sonic]

Leap awake shake off the chill and

Won’t stop marching my arches are killing

Spill a little more when the martyrs are trained

Willing ready able, cable armed ready aim

Stain glass pain killers copped

Rain coat game then complain when it stops

Vein dry I.V drain tiny drop

I’m thinking I can save all the saints who forgot

How to pick a weapon apart with your teeth

In a dark alley blind when the targets retreat

Park, repeat, Parkinson tick

Made it to the movies with a marketing trick

Come home greasy buckets of fried

Fox in a box and a tux with a tie

None will be the wiser or struck with surprise

When we rock through the roof when the trucks have arrived

"hold it down" alright fuck it, no one here is in ear shot of it

They’re all talking beer and the tied up luggage

Did you hide the knives by the dry rub bucket?

Lead 'em out single file, tell them why the kids gone wild

And when they try to get up with a dressed smile

Get fed up and think of gitmo style

[Bridge: Aesop Rock]

We can take this all to heart, little by little we can fall apart

Or we can let 'em find our kind

In the back of the bus near the firing line

Or we can give 'em one last hope

Then push them off of the back of the boat

Or we can give them wings and a couple of tries

To let 'em figure out how we got this fly

[Interlude]

[Verse 2: Aesop Rock]

Pass the peas, mash and the beans

At a rally to gather his faculties

A little dog-day tension elude detection

In the pews of the die-with-your-boots-on section

Who's on first

What took 2 with a fusion of thirst and a punk jump view

3, Mallon with no regard

Beyond full house clubs over lonely hearts

I'm on cruise, the devious rhyme

And rooster sauce

And still never cut the boosters off

Until a room of consumers and moody Veruca Salts

Can overlook a little whooping cough

We all cooped, up, loops, drugs

8 bit-crowbar loosen the drums

And become best friends like a noose and a lung

Or cooter removing a duke from a truck

Beep beep why y'all so slow, ok here's how the blitz gon' go

The second the poisonous sun is gone

I want silverbacks on the Jumbotron

My bad if Columbo's on, we don't plan really these things very well

Arm in the sky, one to the side, why

That spells L, take one and resign

[Bridge]