Aesop Rock The Greatest Pac-Man Victory in History Lyrics

Bazooka Tooth Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Bazooka Tooth
  • 2 N.Y. Electric / Hunter (interlude)
  • 3 Easy
  • 4 No Jumper Cables
  • 5 Limelighters / Flunkadelic (interlude)
  • 6 Super Fluke
  • 7 Cook It Up
  • 8 Freeze / Honeycomb (interlude)
  • 9 We're Famous
  • 10 Babies With Guns
  • 11 The Greatest Pac-Man Victory in History
  • 12 Frijoles
  • 13 11:35 / Ketamine U.S.A. (interlude)
  • 14 Kill the Messenger
  • 15 Mars Attacks
    CD 2
  • 1 The Best of Def Jux Megamix
  • 2 The Essence (snippet)
  • 3 Elephant Guns (snippet)
  • 4 Beer (snippet)
  • 5 Be My Lady (snippet)
  • 6 Slide on 'em (Escapade) (snippet)
  • 7 Illy (snippet)
  • 8 What Do You Know? (snippet)
  • 9 Risky Business (snippet)
  • 10 Razor Fund (snippet)
  • 11 N.Y. Electric (snippet)
  • 12 No Jumper Cables (snippet)
  • [Chorus]
    Get up to get down now
    Get up to get down now (like this)
    Get up to get down now (like this)
    Get up to get down now (alright)
    I don't wanna do it anymore
    Couldn't do it if I tried, wouldn't do it if I wanted it

    Hey
    I don't wanna do it anymore
    Couldn't do it if I tried...

    [Verse 1]
    Okay
    The moments were subtle but unstolen and guess who owns them
    No friendly, non-threatening corporate lacky mucks in the totem
    Lucy was in the sky with diamonds
    Five dollars to hold them
    The summer beneath these Pac-Man's with acid behind his molars
    Little white tab hollering, little white flag waggling
    Inorganic pat on back, trim the panic flat on backer
    Back to back like Mad Hatter magic
    Rabid mastif collaborative
    Splatter bachelor fabric fatter with Cabbage Patch lit
    (Dark days)
    Banded Louie-Louie
    (Park blades)
    Chemically bent-up but eager to crash for that one, two, three repeater
    Good morning Vietnam
    Whose couch is this, whose house is this, who are you down with bitch?
    I'm sorry, dog, I dreamt the foulest shit
    There was this rabid foot talismen drowning out of my armspan
    What's fouler was the other farmhands growing gills and shark fangs
    What's fouler was my torso stripped to ribbons in the marshlands
    But I'm up now
    Let's get this window pane and shut the fuck down
    Down by the river where the litter sits
    And lionheart critters smoke dope and act like illiterates
    I ran with a brat pack of loose bolts and high social maladjusties
    Sacred, numb, and boundless went to same proto called cookie
    Well, I was dummy to some when my tongue was cradled and my skin looks crazy
    Pocketbook mirror, courtesy Amy
    Spiders in the mattress, paisley sunglasses, dialing eyes green
    Ice grill that could burn through your picture-in-picture widescreen
    Poison late late show starring Aes and his jigsaw face
    Twelve hour solid gold entertainment
    Other shit to sell from other ships that sell they DD paper
    (Space Invader)
    This one's for the labor days worked for rent and rolling papers
    Only the illest beats leak asbsurdly out the boombox
    The daytripper anthem goes: "Wake. Drop. Walk to Aquarium."
    Whistle while you work like a canary lung
    All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy to carry drugs
    I sorta see it as my last flash summer
    Skateboards and sloppy psychedelics and big numbers
    Good times, good people
    All airbrushed on a collapsible easel
    Peace man, easy

    [Bridge]
    And I knew the permanancy would drift
    And I knew the ph balance wasn't right
    And I knew the crash and burn, how to caress it
    L.S.D. flashed the message
    And I knew the gash wasn't gonna stop bleeding
    And I knew the ph balance wasn't right
    And I knew how September would then affect it
    L.S.D.

    [Verse 2]
    Lazy summer days
    Like some decrepit landshark dumbluck squad dog lurks sicker, deluded
    Last sturdy domino leans secluded
    Don't let stupid delusions lesson super-duty labor students
    Dragnet lifer solutions
    Daddy loves sloppy dimensions like son-daughter links
    Such determinated leopards, successfully disshelved
    Little soliders developed like serpents despite life sentence ducking
    lemmings
    Some don't like sobriety's dirty lenses
    Some do let sleeping dogs lie still
    Don't look so damn lackluster
    Suck defeat
    Love some damage, load sample delete
    Late Show, Dave Letterman, shitty diner lip-slide dutch
    Low self-discipline leader seek that lung self-destruct
    Life sucks dickhead
    Lost summer's display laminate showcasing divinity
    Live system definitive
    Liturgy soaked the pig lowly, spectactular delight
    Why, what kind of L.S.D. you like?
    Your lizard king has spoken (all hail)
    You in the back, get them up, those trails are necessarily bumped
    (Summertime)
    Some'll try and recapture the same flag
    But I played it smart and recognized the summertime passed

    [Chorus] Lyrics © OBO APRA/AMCOS

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