Released: May 7, 2013
Songwriter: Kimya Dawson Aesop Rock
[Verse 1: Aesop Rock]
By the comb in his beard, he's weird when he's lonely, I'm lonely and weird
Party in the backside over the ear in the wake of a sobering year
Faces of death on the regular, tricks of an apex predator
Escape from a tray of developer
Uncle a couple days off the sauce and all black as a basic corpse
A cold turkey dressed like a steak with forks the brand new
Vick pick from an ancient war he went
Hither and yon brown liquor like a scissor in his palm that would cut away his kid and her mom
Best laid plans go often awry but I still use knots that he taught me to tie
Never met an angel, never knew a ghost
Though I swear on the cast I can hear a little voice going
[Chorus]
Oooooooooo
Oooooooooo
[Verse 2: Kimya Dawson]
Fish in my ear, spider on Nancy
Saying Aunt Nancy is with grandma dancing
No more tubes, little miss fancy
Toe head, toe shoes, far from the 'mancy
Roses are red, violator peek-a-boo
Half cracked door, head bald, see through
Cracked head attic light escape routes
Double dutch baby, smoke a sweet tooth
Trying a deal, smacked by the dealer
Light skin thinner, easy to peel her
Open to kill her from the inside out
Same silly girl with the twisted mouth
No more pain bottle bagged tracheotomies
Sweet prickle head strong trying to tickle me
Topic of cancer, project get gone
She says 'sing me a song'
I say
[Chorus]
Oooooooooo
Oooooooooo
By the comb in his beard, he's weird when he's lonely, I'm lonely and weird
Party in the backside over the ear in the wake of a sobering year
Faces of death on the regular, tricks of an apex predator
Escape from a tray of developer
Uncle a couple days off the sauce and all black as a basic corpse
A cold turkey dressed like a steak with forks the brand new
Vick pick from an ancient war he went
Hither and yon brown liquor like a scissor in his palm that would cut away his kid and her mom
Best laid plans go often awry but I still use knots that he taught me to tie
Never met an angel, never knew a ghost
Though I swear on the cast I can hear a little voice going
[Chorus]
Oooooooooo
Oooooooooo
[Verse 2: Kimya Dawson]
Fish in my ear, spider on Nancy
Saying Aunt Nancy is with grandma dancing
No more tubes, little miss fancy
Toe head, toe shoes, far from the 'mancy
Roses are red, violator peek-a-boo
Half cracked door, head bald, see through
Cracked head attic light escape routes
Double dutch baby, smoke a sweet tooth
Trying a deal, smacked by the dealer
Light skin thinner, easy to peel her
Open to kill her from the inside out
Same silly girl with the twisted mouth
No more pain bottle bagged tracheotomies
Sweet prickle head strong trying to tickle me
Topic of cancer, project get gone
She says 'sing me a song'
I say
[Chorus]
Oooooooooo
Oooooooooo