Lyrics Aesop Rock – Gopher Guts
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Greasy Grimy Gopher Guts; Poolside; 0 for 1 and don’t forget spoons twice
Lukewarm folgers; mold on his moonpie
Rooms in his home that dissipate into fruit flies
Suicide lane wide load ride looting in the wake of an amicable marooning
To Moms
«it’s me, I accidentally sawed a woman in half.»
She said «I’ll keep you in my prayers, » I said «I need to hide a body, » she said «ok honey, talk to you on Friday.»
Apparently we share a common plasma so the growing disconnection doesn’t matter. according to the blood-and-water chapter. weird
Who wrote the blood-and-water chapter anyway? probably some surly dad; only child, 30 cats.
Looking for a way to reconnect with an averted past.
Except it doesn’t always work like that
Today I pulled three baby snakes out of moss and dirt; where the wild strawberry vines toss and turn;
I told them «you will grow to be something inventive and electric; you are healthy, you are special, you are present.» then I let them go
Oh
You were sitting at the gate awaiting spirits and provisions
I was privy to a headache over pirouetting innards
In the mirror sweating pictures; who’s there: simian or lizard?
As it were there is a disappearing difference
In ambition and material;
Antiquated gentleman outlaws reduced to a ferris wheel of vitriol
Move as a godless heathen; black gums, tooth gone, bootleg ‘Yukon Cornelius’
I’m a… that’s better, here we here we go. disenchanted face printed on a zero-dollar bill
Got a little plot of land where authority isn’t recognized, contraband keeping the core of his Hyde Jekyll-ized
Check! nevermind a misanthrope vying for affection to the wretched sound of mysticism dying
It is something he must handle on his own; the wind blown way, wanna win? don’t play
Today I pulled three green frogs out of leaf and bark where the grape vines climb a convenient barn;
I told them «you will grow to be something tenacious and exalted; you are mighty, you are gracious, you are lauded.» then I let them go
Oh
I have been completely unable to maintain any semblance of relationship on any level
I have been acutely undeserving of the ear that listen up and lip that kissed me on the temple
I have been accustomed to a stubborn disposition that admits it wish it’s history disassembled
I have been a hypocrite in sermonizing tolerance while skimming for a ministry to pretzel
I have been unfairly resentful of those I wish that acted different when the bidding was essential
I have been a terrible communicator prone to isolation over sympathy for devils
I have been my own worst enemy since the very genesis of rebels
Today I pulled three ghost crabs out of rock and sand, where the low tide showcased a promised land.
I told them «you will grow to be something dynamic and impressive; you are patient you are gallant you are festive.»
Then I let them go
Oh
(On and on and on and on…)