passion My heart beating in your head But I leave coke in the front bed Sweet honeycomb and lockjaw Sting like a bee and say aah Two cats that hung
wave of denial tossed and torn and hung, drawn prang dawn i'm parachutin into paranoia and crash landing with a dizzy spin my lover looks like gruesome goya and my minds off it my
cellar" [Verse 1: Aesop Rock] Yo I was thinking about my sick friend Stringing a ring around my whit's end 30 loops later his feet hung inches out the
skin So where are those traitors now, we once called patriots? Just like those saints who seem to revel in their sins O my eyes were filled with tears that were stinging
of passion My heart beating in your head I leave coke in the front bed Sweet honeycomb and lockjaw Sting like a bee and say aah Two cats that hung each
mic is how my smoke signals work They were jammin' off a record that said it best: 'Now what you hear is not a test!' Aowowowowowowowowowowowo! A-hunga-hunga-hunga-hunga