Train Buffer
Aesop Rock Lyrics

Who stole the uprock, who stole the paint?
Who stole the cypher slayers
Who buffed the train?
Who stole the mixtapes, who stole the fame?
Who stole the cypher slayers
Who buffed the train?

Barnacle on the hull of show business
Vote for auto dead horse battery
Murder perfect world Gerber Baby ecosystem
Army green eyes with
ColecoVision bash casually
While punks jump up and jeopardize
My head banger reality (ah) godzilla jook
Red five minus the whiny Wookiee
Gobble gromit's with a jaw that
Swivels backwards off the hinges
Mollasses on plastic fabric with a cause
That riddles bastard coughs with ribbons
Nerve-wracker that pivots
As a dysfunctional dancer in the dark
My smart bomb mechanism ticks adjacent
To the broke city art yester-vision
I'm mister God Bless the Mission who
Rose to expose your tarot
And stop the ball club kids on?stoner?
(How about a little fire scarecrow)
But brainiac dumb dumb, bust the duck hunter
I let the fuckin' dogs out and
They're breeding in big numbers
It sorta' irks citizen exes
And vexes check collectors
Hexed by the flex of a messy pegasus
Remarkable but unmarketable
Leg'go my treasure chest it's empty
But I use it to cradle
My true confessions list confession one:
Aesop was raised to the
Colonel Kurtz daycare center
For disgruntled youths where it's brilliant
To flee the sheep flock
You're a little teapot homie please
Don't feed the pigeons
They're tryin' to spread
Their peacock feathers
And bleed through the system
This goes out to plainclothes prophets
Free for the wisdom
Who swore they'd never spend a night
And sleep in the pigpen
Touch the prickly outer shell of reptilian
Minimal nighttime Z-catcher
20, 000 league mapper, and um
Me and my primitive friends drag our knuckles
And find your upright bipedal walking ugly
(I'll be in the back evolving from a monkey)
Thanks to y'all that came to school
With paint stains on your fingertips
And brought a little life to those
Long Island railroad city trips
Please, remember I can build you my friend
And if I'm not happy
I'll break you the fuck down
And build you again

Who stole the uprock, who stole the paint?
Who stole the cypher slayers
Who buffed the train?
Who stole the mixtapes, who stole the fame?
Who stole the cypher slayers
Who buffed the train?

I drag my alligator belly to the brake light
(Hi) and drag my alligator belly back
To bed until I die
You've got a metal skull with wires through
Your heart and a dead air surplus
(Ludicrous)
Like Labor Days bootleggers on some
Support the movement shit
My practice: life inside a pitch black
Magic pack of rat brackets that's tragic
?Bout to head back? to out for
A pack of rat bastards
That's an earthworm mentality, flag captured
Peaceful: telling me that?Aes speaks? proudly
On a soulful with an idle motor
They say decrepit is where I'm at
Sinful like a brain full of bottle rockets
Not a model, not a prophet (nope) not?undone?
Got a fuckload of missions here want 'em
You can tell your man they came
To you in a daydream
And I won't rally back, alley cat (Passion)
One tall glass (action)
Taller glass for the (aspirin)
Balderdash (backspin)
Back track, back in effect
Back in the clutch
Sittin' on this old '98 BFA collecting dust
Slack-jawed, smiling like a hacksaw
That's raw
Spit master conspirator feeder for
Critics to suck
You're off track betting on a one-trick pony
With pony express delivery delay effect
Funny no, that's not funny
City yard slaughtered ugly
With pins needles and duck-walks busted
Sitting at the movies with a
Large bucket of Xanax
Extra butter and a spring water
Kamikaze Zaxxons flight simulator major
Street pilot directly through the iris
Fuck it, freak the fader on some fly shit

Who stole the uprock, who stole the paint?
Who stole the cypher slayers
Who buffed the train?
Who stole the mixtapes, who stole the fame?
Who stole the cypher slayers
Who buffed the train?

Who stole the uprock, who stole the paint?
Who stole the cypher slayers
Who buffed the train?
Who stole the mixtapes, who stole the fame?
Who stole the cypher slayers
Who buffed the train?

This for the prostitute I
Almost called last night but didn't
Thank you
I don't need any diseases right now
Even if it gives me pleasure for uh
20 minutes el-P, where the fuck you at?
Yo El, call, call that escort service
Tell her the address that's it
Motherfucker motherflocker
Make it an Asian one
The worlds gonna end anyway
No make it Spanish, definitely Spanish
No make it German no make it Latin
Fuck it if she's got two tit's and
A vagina I'll fuck it
It doesn't even have to have
Two legs at this point
I don't need legs or arms
If she treats me nicely for an hour
It's all good my mom would be proud
Look what you raised mom
Are you proud of me? I'm a rapper
I make good songs, people like me
I can even get hookers to fuck me
Mom I need 200 dollars and uh
Don't call me tomorrow night
Between ten and eleven