this is by aesop rock from the song "big band"
I'm just a survivor of the wooly mammoth population
Bottle neck effect, sorta born def.
Alien to shallow alchemy.
If you gon' metamorph the base metal to precious.
Might as well steal from the rich, bewitch the peasants.
I'm floating this homing pigeon out hell's kitchen window.
Left an S.O.S. infested bottle nestled in his grip so
With a prayer circle release party and hearty wild bellow
I observed him fly ten feet then drop the bottles to the devils.
Fertile circle turned fertile crescent via bad investment.
Despised every second, but I guess I learned my lesson.
If I made an angel in the snow for every rotting victim
There'd be wings to float this mothership up out the goblin system.
Sticky panoramic contaminant planted
In conjunction with phantom assumption
Gutterbug alumnus candidates.
Well, I promise you I'LL man the lighthouse
Just to help guide in your ship
If you promise to help pull this hook out my lip (bitch)
Godspeed, straight-jacketed ragged approach
To circle suns via folklore pollutants derived strictly
From a B.C. generation disgust
Community movement alluding to a
"No blood given, no recognition"
Life manner. I was us up all night with a rusty hammer
Trying to build a fence around these magic beans my dreams have gathered,
But to that certain lack of avail,
I sail a choppy lot with buoyancy like a bucket of rocks (a bucket of rocks)