Lyrics

[Chorus: Aesop Rock & Rob Sonic] Bleak readout Leave me out Speak freely then be out, be out, be out Be out, be out, be out Be out, be out, be out Bleak readout Leave me out Speak freely then be out, be out, be out Be out, be out, be out Be out, be out, be out [Verse 1: Rob Sonic, Aesop Rock] We been at odds with our sins, we seen 'em crawl from the deep We went too far, then we came back and now we're falling asleep It's been a shadowy war, it's been a horrible year It's been the corner of adored and feared in fourth gear Part bear part barely there in rare heirlooms Eyes like the size of an urn in a smurf's spare room (First) First dig it's weapons and low fives And the rest get to sweat and peck at their own eyes Pass out Hash browns over home fries All spinning bowties and hideous bone piles Close to the cloak and joke with a broke style No smile hotel robe in the bulk aisle (Hail)Hail Mary on a hell-bound round-trip Clack horns with various rebel outfits Marginal charisma lived over brownies Lived over Jewson's with the reubens and the house thieves [Chorus: Aesop Rock & Rob Sonic] Bleak readout Leave me out Speak freely then be out, be out, be out Be out, be out, be out Be out, be out, be out Bleak readout Leave me out Speak freely then be out, be out, be out Be out, be out, be out Be out, be out, be out [Verse 2: Rob Sonic, Aesop Rock] We been a mouthful of beer, we been a down on our luck We been an out on our ear, in theory louder than fuck It's been a hole in the head, It's been a series of gaffes It's been a missionary meddling in mysterious craft And three the hard way March into harm's way, so what? (What?) Hem and haw getting all "our day will come" With barmaids that cuss and come from the rough side Where they shrug at the fuzz and bust like a cup size Just die Punks run from the unkind bloodline Sock full of drugs on the one nine, dumb high The moonshine runners with their buckets full of mudslides Ten erratic moods that commune around a plus sign Vulnerable species, life on the red list Poached in the city now he hides in the wetlands (Mono) Monologue on a cross doing headstands From the coast where the goats grow up with a deadpan [Chorus: Aesop Rock & Rob Sonic] Bleak readout Leave me out Speak freely then be out, be out, be out Be out, be out, be out Be out, be out, be out Bleak readout Leave me out Speak freely then be out, be out, be out Be out, be out, be out Be out, be out, be out