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Nickel Plated Pockets Lyrics

Aesop Rock – Nickel Plated Pockets Lyrics

Send* corrections to the typist [Intro

Vast: Aire & Aesop conversing] Yo
(Alright, Ok) Can
I get a quarter or something Little?
hungry you, know what I'm saying (Alright? Ok) Homeless
I...
need a Lucy yo (Yo...
)...[Verse

one] Walk
into the store with a pocket full of nickels And
a city full of horns jackhammers, and, rape whistles The
alley cats manipulate the blocks with gutter magic Today
my heart beats only out of habit Check
it it's, like My..
man Jus used to keep an ox between his teeth Said
he could spit it with pinpoint accuracy if there was beef We
chuckled out loud Still
the thought of it intrigued me (right), So
now I keep a jackal under my tongue to spit with related reasoning The
earthworm turbulent murder burnout Gerber baby no brain or memoir stardom Alarmed
pardon, the Robber??
crumb ugly dumb image Barely
sprung Now? grimace Nearly
cut cherry blood's picket wrist back in high school (now it's like) Spy
with a millipede pentagon pirate navigates cities some systems Urbanite
turbines Twisted
Pistons Termites
that infect Village? There's
roaches in the pillars (Spillover) And
crawl across commuter-train wingtips and loafers It's
the theme park I built Pocket
full of nickels for cigarettes gum, and, milk bitterness, love, and, violence I'm
writing a petition to have smoking as a sport In
the 2002 Summer Olympic Games (wanna sign it )?Now
look I, jux germs draggin a gavel knee deep in a maggot hatchery Operation
capture flag by any means If
this means anything at all anyway, it's a riddle Walk
into the store with a pocket full of nickels [Segue

1 Vast: Aire & Aesop Conversing] Ay
uh yo, excuse me (Ay Yo) yo Can
I borrow a dollar or something (Ah? sorry man) nickel (Sorry?
man I, can't help you out dog) Quarter Something?
man (Yeah?I only got enough for like cigarettes and s titman) Alright
man I, see how it is (I'm straight) [Verse

two] Walk
into the store with a pocket full of nickels And
a city full of World Trade Center victim candle vigils There's
anthrax in our mailboxes and Xanax in my tummy There's
a single Spanish female out west traveling the country Freak
of Glazer?? major running bases Neighborhood
watch weasels pacing ugly acres more than often If
I ever make it big I'm, gonna build a skyscraper tall enough to piss on Cloud
9 egos from my corner office You
can't pull the plug on a catapult (nope) I
toss a nickel to a bum's cup from twenty paces thumbs up Got
twenty ways to tell you shut the f k**up Nineteen
of em are 24 bars long the, other one goes (Shut the f k**up )!And
an electronic daddy long legs stay grimy up in your zoning wall Groveling
villagers trying, to hide behind the windmill I
just got in pig-back through subway tunnels with a third rail nearest While
most still try to penetrate the alligator plants (It goes) Back
in the class throwing, pencils at professors And
making barbarellas giggle That's
when life's pleasures were simple Now
it takes a dancing bear jumping through flaming hoops To
even make em buy the god-forsaken single Though!
shall not desecrate the soothing spiral Altered
by a classic cut to vinyl Find
that in the Bible My!
insult Militia'll fix you up Out
by the pyramid shaped torso with your hollow numbskull balancing on top Now
if you got a lock and gas mask outside of your own apartment You
could pretty safely quote Shamar Life's
Ill sometimes, Life might kill sometimes, prayers dwindle Walk
into the store with a pocket full of nickels [Segue

2 Vast: Aire & Aesop Conversing] Yo
(ay what's up man )?Yo can I ohh No...
Never.. mind man (I can't help you out man) A
e*****(Yo! man I'm, trying to help myself out right now) F
gay***asked you for a Lucy and you turned me down (Dog I'm, sorry dog )![Verse

three] Walk
into the store same, pocket same, nickels In
a city where every crack in the sidewalk's a symbol Where
there's crack in the basement where, there's crack in the slave ships Where
there's crack whores and corrupt pigs killing cats trying to crack cases My
boombox runs on a baboon heart transplant (This is hell )!I
got a poltergeist on a leash trained by Caroline herself Two
Thousand something Technology...
aid itself glutton Every
move I make's from a robot gepetto pressing a red button It's
Vietnam in the fumes Yes
I run with cannibals that bite the hand That
feeds cuz it tastes better than the food The
prickly outer shell's genetic it, helps defense mode But
it also helps to f k**up a couple of sacred friendships Watch
a six legged insect crawl out of the billy goat beard Watch
a sick makeshift b h***threat fall out when the filthy smoke clears Watch
the insect's stinger sting threat till it has sweat a bullet Sweat
a full clip sweat, a river dead, the bullshit sail, away and wither You're
the kind of cat that rolls a pimped out Caddy Dropped
with rims and limousine tints bucking Enya Insert
laughter here I
wanna rap a lot and stack cheddar by the fistful But
for now I, walk into the store with a pocket full of huhh [Outro...

Vast: Aire & Aesop conversing] Excuse
me man (alright ok) Can
I Can.. I borrow a dollar or something to eat (alright?...ok) I'm I'm.. hungry I'm
saying yo (alright...ok) (Look at that )..I'm
homeless man (Look at that bum) (alright ok) I
fought for this country man (yeah) Sleep
on park benches Starvin'.... All
I need is like a lucy and like a sandwich or somethin' man Wiping..
my a with** the Daily News man C'mon... man Sleepin'..
with squirrels (Oh my god What, are you doing with that squirrel )?
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