Winner Takes All
Aesop Rock Lyrics


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Parachute ratty. One bunk chord, now the air is scooped badly. Dripping out the sticks like a twig tweed hammock. Miter cut the cables for that quick, clean transit. Miser tuck the big screen panic near the business card. Ankle out of wack. Painkiller debacle. Scrappy navigate the yellow corn height for the barn when the spot light swivel hard right over the farm. Post up. 3 cheers for the gimp sprint, thank you. Limp to the door, splint what he mangled. Oh yeah, I knew the percentages but the numbers were unaware of the grand finale's emphasis. And over the scent of a thousand dead dogs Agent Zip Zooka swore to pull it off. Game face. Walkie-talkie squawking off his hip regarding paratrooper's 20. Tug a noise box trigger, reporting for hunting.

CHORUS
I have landed safely. I have not received my papers. I have zero natural enemies. I don't know my location. I have no training in reconnaissance, combat or colluding. I'm calling for my orders, over. 'Strap on a helmet and start shooting.'

Clonopin to kill a horse, numb and blood thirsty 'til the 'uncle' spitter beg a jungle pig to hug mercy. Two 40-below shitkickers tickle the corpses. Duck, the widow maker also manufactures orphans. Manufactures ornaments, if it moves stick a fork in it. Winners take all, killers rap all coordinates. Unfortunately courted by the most tenacious guardians whose aimless nature bait a harlequin to taste the martyr skin. No semper fi. No saluter unit, soldier, the fire is more flesh than sulfur. And when the automatic jitters wiggle the ribs, I feel so alive it don't matter which bitches litter is clipped. Sun down, goggle up. Canteen, gobble juice. Tear gas, nozzle up. Brain buff, hostile youth. Chop it up. Lock a noose upon it. You will die for the glory of... shit I can't put my finger on it but it's big. Big and legitimate, justify women and kiddy killer shit; iller it builds. So he is not a natural predator but could dismantle an AK-47, clean and rebuild before you could mayday brethren. Muddy gut, snake eyes. He approaches cobras with an ugly muck and bloody bowie knife clamped in the canines. Wake 'em with that blind military mechanism set to bludgeon. What is your major malfunction

CHORUS
I have landed safely. I have not received my papers. I have zero natural enemies. I don't know my location. I have no training in reconnaissance, combat or colluding. I'm calling for my orders, over. 'Strap on a helmet and start shooting.'

I shimmy up out of the foxhole, disorderly, only after having logged every cadaver accordingly. High scores keep automatons enthralled. There is no cause at all. If his perspective is merked, sneaky detective work is aborted and it's no longer whisper mode on the red alert. No bed of dirt sniper rifle peaking out the bunker. Now I'm center city looking for something to puncture. Help me up the numbers or the hero status suffers, treat the public like a tin can riddled before it plummets, but adrenaline could lead to lazy eye hassles so be missed the little boy inch the pin out the pineapple. That's funny. Bumps into the steel toe. That's lovely. Sum it up in 'hell no'. And just as quick as the parachute cable snipped, I was rag doll horizontal 2 limbs short of fixed. Leak a baby pool around the standard issue weaponry while fading as a blemish in civility's memory, they will step over the body for the looting... strap on a helmet and start shooting.





CHORUS
I have landed safely. I have not received my papers. I have zero natural enemies. I don't know my location. I have no training in reconnaissance, combat or colluding. I'm calling for my orders, over. 'Strap on a helmet and start shooting.'

Overall Meaning

The song "Winner Takes All" by Aesop Rock is a complex and metaphorical exploration of the cycle of violence and destruction perpetuated by war. The lyrics depict a soldier's journey through a battle, from parachuting in to navigating through dangerous terrain and facing the harsh realities of combat. The first verse describes the soldier's descent from the sky, as his parachute malfunctions and leaves him vulnerable. He then experiences physical pain and disorientation before being given orders to "start shooting." The second verse delves deeper into the soldier's psyche, as he struggles with the moral implications of killing and the psychological toll of battle. The chorus, repeated throughout the song, highlights the soldier's uncertainty and disconnection from his surroundings and purpose.


The language in the song is highly symbolic and abstract, making it open to multiple interpretations. However, some possible themes include the dehumanization of soldiers in war, the destructive impact of violence, and the manipulation of individuals by higher powers. The use of military jargon and slang adds to the authenticity of the story being told, while also emphasizing the distance between the soldier and the country he is fighting for. Overall, "Winner Takes All" is a thought-provoking and powerful commentary on the human cost of war.


Line by Line Meaning

Parachute ratty.
The parachute is in poor condition.


One bunk chord, now the air is scooped badly.
A chord of the parachute is broken, causing it to be unstable.


Dripping out the sticks like a twig tweed hammock.
The person is falling out of the parachute in an uncontrolled manner.


Miter cut the cables for that quick, clean transit.
The person cut the parachute cables quickly and cleanly to land.


Miser tuck the big screen panic near the business card.
The person is concealing their panic about the situation.


Ankle out of wack. Painkiller debacle.
The person's ankle is injured and they are dealing with issues related to painkillers.


Scrappy navigate the yellow corn height for the barn when the spot light swivel hard right over the farm.
The person is navigating through a cornfield towards a barn, but is spotted by a searchlight.


Post up. 3 cheers for the gimp sprint, thank you.
The person has reached a safe location and is congratulating themselves on making it there despite their injury.


Limp to the door, splint what he mangled.
The person is limping to a door and trying to fix their injured ankle.


Oh yeah, I knew the percentages but the numbers were unaware of the grand finale's emphasis.
The person had some knowledge of the situation, but didn't fully understand the gravity of the final outcome.


And over the scent of a thousand dead dogs Agent Zip Zooka swore to pull it off.
Someone named Agent Zip Zooka is determined to succeed despite difficult circumstances.


Game face. Walkie-talkie squawking off his hip regarding paratrooper's 20.
Someone is preparing to face a difficult situation and communicating with others via a walkie-talkie.


Tug a noise box trigger, reporting for hunting.
Someone is preparing to hunt for a target by pressing a trigger.


Clonopin to kill a horse, numb and blood thirsty 'til the 'uncle' spitter beg a jungle pig to hug mercy.
The person is experiencing a strong desire for violence and death due to medication, but may still have some empathy.


Two 40-below shitkickers tickle the corpses.
Two people are examining dead bodies in very cold weather.


Duck, the widow maker also manufactures orphans.
A dangerous person or thing also ends up causing children to become orphans.


Manufactures ornaments, if it moves stick a fork in it.
The dangerous thing will destroy anything that moves.


Winners take all, killers rap all coordinates.
The most ruthless people will end up in control and dictate the direction of things.


Unfortunately courted by the most tenacious guardians whose aimless nature bait a harlequin to taste the martyr skin.
Evil forces are luring victims into their traps with false promises.


No semper fi. No saluter unit, soldier, the fire is more flesh than sulfur.
The situation is not one of camaraderie and respect for other soldiers - it is brutal and violent.


And when the automatic jitters wiggle the ribs, I feel so alive it don't matter which bitches litter is clipped.
The person is exhilarated by violence and killing.


Sun down, goggle up. Canteen, gobble juice. Tear gas, nozzle up. Brain buff, hostile youth.
The person is preparing for battle.


Chop it up. Lock a noose upon it. You will die for the glory of... shit I can't put my finger on it but it's big.
The person is threatening their enemy with death and promising them they will be remembered for something big.


Big and legitimate, justify women and kiddy killer shit; iller it builds.
The violence is escalating and becoming more horrible over time.


So he is not a natural predator but could dismantle an AK-47, clean and rebuild before you could mayday brethren.
The person may not be naturally violent, but is highly skilled in weaponry and could act quickly in a dangerous situation.


Muddy gut, snake eyes. He approaches cobras with an ugly muck and bloody bowie knife clamped in the canines.
The person is tough and unafraid, even when dealing with deadly snakes.


Wake 'em with that blind military mechanism set to bludgeon. What is your major malfunction
The person is highly aggressive and looking to cause harm to others through a military attack. They may be provoking others to respond.


I shimmy up out of the foxhole, disorderly, only after having logged every cadaver accordingly.
The person is leaving a battle scene but is documenting everything they see.


High scores keep automatons enthralled. There is no cause at all.
People are addicted to violence and war, even when there is no real reason for it.


If his perspective is merked, sneaky detective work is aborted and it's no longer whisper mode on the red alert.
If the person is distracted, their ability to investigate is compromised and they must be cautious about speaking out loud.


No bed of dirt sniper rifle peaking out the bunker. Now I'm center city looking for something to puncture.
The person is no longer hiding in a bunker, but is in the middle of a city and looking for a target to attack with a sniper rifle.


Help me up the numbers or the hero status suffers, treat the public like a tin can riddled before it plummets.
The person needs to be perceived as successful and will do whatever it takes to achieve that, even if it means sacrificing innocent lives like a falling tin can.


But adrenaline could lead to lazy eye hassles so be missed the little boy inch the pin out the pineapple.
The person is hyped up on adrenaline and may not be paying careful attention to their surroundings, potentially missing important details.


That's funny. Bumps into the steel toe. That's lovely. Sum it up in 'hell no'.
The person is experiencing a mix of emotions and is speaking sarcastically about their situation.


And just as quick as the parachute cable snipped, I was rag doll horizontal 2 limbs short of fixed.
The person's situation changed rapidly and they are now powerless and almost completely immobilized.


Leak a baby pool around the standard issue weaponry while fading as a blemish in civility's memory, they will step over the body for the looting...
The person is dying and their weapons are being taken as they fade into obscurity.


strap on a helmet and start shooting.
The person is being encouraged to continue fighting, regardless of their injuries or the odds of survival.




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Bazooka Tooth

"Just as quick as the parachute cable snipped I was rag-doll, horizontal; two limbs short of fixed!"
This song and food, clothes, and medicine are two of the greatest songs created.

Paul Hazel

Aesop is meticulous and wise. He should be proud of this work. The cover of this. The words. The meaning. Is brilliant by any measure. Paul.

Robert Chamberlin

One greatest albums all-time! PhD rap!

Melanie kimberley

Beautiful music

ergman

"This fire is more flesh than sulphur"
Jesus

Lorst dringus

He used a lot of figurative language, but this is a balanced take on the US war on terror. He's describing a situation where a bunch of young inexperienced guys are dropped off into a country where it's hard to tell the difference between civilians and enemy guerillas, and the the situation is a clusterfuck

Bazooka Tooth

"Treat the public like a tin can riddled before it plummets"

Target practice baby

zan dawacki

Fucking awesome!

Behemoth Rogue

Shit gets me hype

Dastompinata

I can dig that

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