Lyrics Dorks.lrc Aesop Rock
[id: pshkilbr]
[ar: Aesop Rock]
[al: The Impossible Kid]
[ti: Dorks]
[length: 03:33]
[00:00.50]Question: If I died in my apartment like a rat in a cage
[00:05.18]Would the neighbors smell the corpse before the cat ate my face?
[00:07.97]I used to floss the albatross like Daddy Kane with the chain
[00:10.83]I’m tryin’ to jettison the ballast with the hazardous waste
[00:13.54]The kid is comfortably numb, routine a tedious crutch
[00:16.35]Deep in a self imposed Stockholm and Lima influx
[00:19.15]Maybe an occupation popular with demons and ducks
[00:22.39]Made any mingling akin to bein’ seasoned and stuffed
[00:25.20]It’s a theatre of jumpin’ jellyfish, jealous little sycophants
[00:28.12]Miserable and flimsy from the skivvys to the pissy pants
[00:31.29]Each one seperately convinced
[00:32.66]They’re sketching with Da Vinci’s hands
[00:34.29]Delusion turn a communication of prison camp
[00:37.02]You fuckin’ dorks ain’t a threat to the cause
[00:39.55]There ain’t a lesson we can learn from the ostensibly lost
[00:42.35]I think it’s funny when defendants from identical haunts
[00:45.11]Step out the tempest to measure
[00:46.77]Of what the spectrum involves
[00:48.33]Maybe no one cares, party over here, I’ll be over there
[00:55.72]Don’t need no help, all by myself
[01:07.66]I used to hang around with rappers at the root of the scene
[01:13.78]It meant a lot to feel the fugitive community breathe
[01:16.56]Maybe to sentimentalize is to be truly naive
[01:19.42]I know some shit about your heroes that you wouldn’t believe
[01:22.17]I think we’re all a bunch of weirdos on a quest to belong
[01:24.93]The songs are echolocation up in impregnable fog
[01:28.17]That’s why it’s odd to see a pile of imperfections and flaws
[01:30.91]Ascend a pedestal to patronize the rest of the cogs
[01:33.77]And a mess of obnoxious fantasy, posturing and pageantry
[01:37.06]I ain’t even mad, I’m impressed, shit it’s baffling
[01:39.88]God almighty chop an ivory tower to piano keys
[01:42.67]Play your own dirge on the way to surfin’ maggot beach
[01:45.63]You fuckin’ dorks ain’t a source of the art
[01:48.00]You can’t be cooler than the corners
[01:49.85]Where you source all your parts
[01:50.92]The poker face, all it takes a couple sordid remarks
[01:53.65]We let the manticore out, We make the sorcery bark
[01:56.51]Life is so unfair, party over here, I’ll be over there
[02:03.51]Don’t need no help, all by myself
[02:18.90]I view the rattling of sabres like a show to expose
[02:22.28]Insecurities exploding in emotional code
[02:25.10]With braggadocio to go from mostly jokey to gross
[02:27.82]Corrode a homie til his probity is notably ghost
[02:30.67]Before the hobby was a job he was a manager, Hell
[02:33.42]You would wobble round your momma like an infant gazelle
[02:36.77]The disillusionment has truly been a difficult pill
[02:39.43]That you was anything menacing is a difficult sell
[02:42.28]In a whistle-and-bellorama, black mollies to dress up like piranha
[02:46.04]It’s not even compelling melodrama
[02:47.97]It’s a comedy, somebody wanna shop you as a saga
[02:51.19]I’m very voluntarily persona non grata
[02:54.41]You fuckin’ dorks ain’t the leaders we need
[02:56.60]This ain’t the medium for divas out to weasel and breed
[02:59.40]I’m off in coffee with the paupers over tea with the queen
[03:02.13]Don’t make ’em show the regency what disobedient means
[03:05.62]Heavy load to bear, party over here, I’ll be over there
[03:12.68]Don’t need no help, all by myself
[03:27.45]Year of Release: 2016