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None Shall Pass
Aesop Rock Lyrics


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Flash that buttery gold
Jittery zeitgeist, wither by the watering hole, what a patrol
What are we to Heart Huckabee, art fuckery suddenly
Not enough young in his lung for the water wings
Colorfully vulgar poacher, out of mulch
Like, "I'ma pull the pulse out a soldier and bolt"
Fine, sign of the time we elapse
When a primate climb up a spine and attach
Eye for an eye, but the bog life swamps and vines
They get a rise out of frogs and flies



So when a dogfight's hog-tied prize sort of costs a life
The mouths water on a fork and knife
And the allure isn't right
No score on a war-torn beach
Where the cash cow's actually beef
Blood turns wine when it leak for police
Like, "That's not a riot, it's a feast, let's eat"

And I will remember your name and face
On the day you are judged by the funhouse cast
And I will rejoice in your fall from grace
With a cane to the sky, like, "None shall pass"
None shall pass
None shall pass

Now, if you never had a day a snow cone couldn't fix
You wouldn't relate to the rogue vocoder blitz
How he spoke through a NoDoz motor on the fritz
'Cause he wouldn't play rollover fetch like a bitch
And express no regrets, though he isn't worth a homeowner's piss
To the jokers who pose by the glitz
Fine, sign of the swine in the swarm
When a king is a whore who comply and conform
Miles outside of the eye of the storm
With a siphon to lure out a prize and award
While avoiding the vile and bizarre that is violence and war
True blue triumph is more
Like, "Wait, let him snake up out of the centerfold
Let it break the walls of Jericho, ready, go"
Sat where the old, cardboard city folk
Swap tales with heads, like every other penny throw

And I will remember your name and face
On the day you are judged by the funhouse cast
And I will rejoice in your fall from grace
With a cane to the sky, like, "None shall pass"
None shall pass
None shall pass

You tried, you tried, you tried to trick me
You've got a, you've, you've got a, a lot of nerve
I'm, I'm not, I'm not, trying to trick you
I'm try, I'm try, I'm trying to help

Okay, woke to a grocery list, goes like this
Duty and death, anyone object, come stand in the way
You could be my little Snake River Canyon today
And I ran with a chain of commands
And a jetpack strapped where the backstab lands if it can
Fine, sign of the vibe in the crowd
When I cut a belly open to find what climb out
That's quite a bit of gusto he muster up
To make a dark horse rush, like, "Enough's enough"
It must've struck a nerve so they huff and puff
'Til all the king's men fluster and clusterfuck
And it's a beautiful thing
To my people who keep an impressive wingspan
Even when the cubicle shrink
You got to pull up the intruder by the root of the weed
N.Y. Chew through the machine

And I will remember your name and face
On the day you are judged by the funhouse cast
And I will rejoice in your fall from grace
With a cane to the sky, like, "None shall pass"
None shall pass
None shall pass

I'm try, I'm try, I'm trying to help
I'm try, I'm try, I'm trying to help
I'm try, I'm try, I'm trying to help
I'm try, I'm try, I'm trying to help
Help, help, help, help, help, help, help

Overall Meaning

The song "None Shall Pass" by Aesop Rock is a powerful commentary on modern society and its inherent flaws. The first verse speaks to the corrupting influence of power, as Heart Huckabee is portrayed as an artist who compromises his integrity for fame. The line "Not enough young in his lung for the water wings" adds a darkly humorous twist, suggesting that he is too old and too out of touch to stay afloat in the ever-changing zeitgeist. The next lines describe a character who takes pleasure in violence and destruction--a vulgar poacher who delights in killing and pillaging. The imagery is visceral and disturbing, with the suggestion that this character gets pleasure from watching the suffering of others. The line "No score on a war-torn beach / Where the cash cow's actually beef" plays with the idea of war and its impact on commerce, suggesting that even human lives are reduced to mere commodities in certain contexts.


The chorus is particularly notable for its haunting melody and powerful lyrics. The repetition of the phrase "None shall pass" creates a sense of inevitability and doom, suggesting that the characters described in the song are ultimately doomed to fail. The final verse is perhaps the most cryptic, as Aesop Rock speaks to a "grocery list" of duties and responsibilities that he must address. The line "Duty and death, anyone object, come stand in the way" suggests that he is willing to do whatever it takes to accomplish his goals, even if that means risking his life. The song ends on a note of cautious optimism, however, with the repeated refrain "I'm trying to help" suggesting that change is possible if only people are willing to work together.


Line by Line Meaning

Flash that buttery gold
Show off your wealth and status


Jittery zeitgeist, wither by the watering hole, what a patrol
Nervous spirit of the times, weakened by conformity and surveillance


What are we to Heart Huckabee, art fuckery suddenly
What do we mean to a politician who uses religion to manipulate art?


Not enough young in his lung for the water wings
Not enough air left in his lungs to keep going


Colorfully vulgar poacher, out of mulch
Criminal who steals from nature


Like, "I'ma pull the pulse out a soldier and bolt"
I will kill a military person in cold blood


Fine, sign of the time we elapse
Okay, this is a symptom of our current era


When a primate climb up a spine and attach
When someone takes advantage of a vulnerable person


Eye for an eye, but the bog life swamps and vines
Retaliation, but nature is still more powerful


They get a rise out of frogs and flies
Predators get pleasure from killing their prey


So when a dogfight's hog-tied prize sort of costs a life
When the winner of a dogfight kills the loser


The mouths water on a fork and knife
People are willing to indulge in violence and cruelty


And the allure isn't right
This attraction to violence is not healthy or natural


No score on a war-torn beach
No clear winner in a brutal conflict


Where the cash cow's actually beef
Where the source of money is actually blood and death


Blood turns wine when it leak for police
Police brutality leads to bloodshed and abuse of power


Like, "That's not a riot, it's a feast, let's eat"
Some people see violence as a spectacle and celebration


And I will remember your name and face
I will not forget those who perpetrate violence and cruelty


On the day you are judged by the funhouse cast
The day you face consequences for your actions


And I will rejoice in your fall from grace
I will find satisfaction in your downfall


With a cane to the sky, like, "None shall pass"
I will stand my ground and not allow you to harm me


Now, if you never had a day a snow cone couldn't fix
If you've never experienced hardship or suffering


You wouldn't relate to the rogue vocoder blitz
You wouldn't understand the rebellious spirit of the voice distorter


How he spoke through a NoDoz motor on the fritz
How he powered through exhaustion and adversity


'Cause he wouldn't play rollover fetch like a bitch
Because he refused to submit to authority like a weakling


And express no regrets, though he isn't worth a homeowner's piss
And show no remorse, even though he's considered worthless


To the jokers who pose by the glitz
To the false and shallow people who show off their wealth


Fine, sign of the swine in the swarm
This behavior is a symptom of greedy and selfish humans


When a king is a whore who comply and conform
When even those in power submit to corrupt systems


Miles outside of the eye of the storm
Far removed from the chaos and danger


With a siphon to lure out a prize and award
Using deceptive tactics to gain recognition and reward


While avoiding the vile and bizarre that is violence and war
While ignoring the horrific reality of war and aggression


True blue triumph is more
Real success comes from more than just external recognition


Like, "Wait, let him snake up out of the centerfold
Let the underdog rise to the surface and surprise us


Let it break the walls of Jericho, ready, go"
Let it shatter oppressive systems and structures


Sat where the old, cardboard city folk
Sat among the poor and marginalized


Swap tales with heads, like every other penny throw
Share experiences with fellow outcasts, like tossing coins in a fountain


You tried, you tried, you tried to trick me
You attempted to deceive me


You've got a, you've, you've got a, a lot of nerve
You have a lot of audacity to try and fool me


I'm, I'm not, I'm not, trying to trick you
I'm not attempting to deceive you


I'm try, I'm try, I'm trying to help
I'm making an effort to assist you


Okay, woke to a grocery list, goes like this
Okay, started the day with a mundane task


Duty and death, anyone object, come stand in the way
Be prepared for duty and sacrifice, no room for objection


You could be my little Snake River Canyon today
You could face a dangerous and challenging situation


And I ran with a chain of commands
Followed orders from those in higher authority


And a jetpack strapped where the backstab lands if it can
And prepared for betrayal, ready to escape if necessary


Fine, sign of the vibe in the crowd
This behavior is a reflection of the collective feeling


When I cut a belly open to find what climb out
When I investigate and reveal hidden truths


That's quite a bit of gusto he muster up
He mustered up a lot of courage and determination


To make a dark horse rush, like, "Enough's enough"
To create a surprising and successful outcome, saying 'stop' to the oppressive regime


It must've struck a nerve so they huff and puff
It must have made the oppressors uneasy and angry


'Til all the king's men fluster and clusterfuck
Until the entire system is in chaos and disorder


And it's a beautiful thing
This upheaval and resistance is a beautiful sight


To my people who keep an impressive wingspan
To my fellow revolutionaries who spread their influence far and wide


Even when the cubicle shrink
Even when the oppressive systems try to crush us


You got to pull up the intruder by the root of the weed
You must eliminate the problem at the source


N.Y. Chew through the machine
New York City will overcome and destroy the oppressive system


Help, help, help, help, help, help, help
An appeal for assistance and support in the fight against oppression




Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Ian Bavitz, James Anthony Simon

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