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 um 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 um find our kind In the back of the bus near the firing line Or we can give um 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 um figure out how we got this fly [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 DWI is ramen 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