Aesop Rock Limelighters (feat Camp Lo) Lyrics

Limelighters (feat Camp Lo) Lyrics



AESOP- Pain cave uno, smoking a broken blue note. Tar pit escape artist carcass
linger in the bull doze. Rose radio Lazarus via linear bark screaming 'I'm back
to kill the video star and I'm double parked!'



CHIBA- You can kite this or yet maybe baby you won't. Corvette, green Mercedes,
daddy one hundred four. When I'm stunting simply stunnin', funkin' with twenty
monkeys. They can be like I'm talkin' 'bout we. Slap that orangutan, drop her
on her knees. Please be very cautious the funkin' makes me nauseous. Hate the
bogota, The target it ain't off. It's right here and the volume's on three.



SUEDE- See, we keep the black plastic stuck in the elastics, even Chevy's heavy
hallows lift you higher legend has it. White crows crossing broken bridges
double deucy clickin' but the rounds never runnin' out, pounds of ya blood's
just comin' out.



CHORUS

We limelighters. Up until the ugly unplug me. We limelighters. Kill it now,
fade to black comfortably. Spark the dynamite 'til the limelight's gone. As far
as I can see the limelight stays on. And on and on and on the limelight... so we
got something built if we all die tonight.



CHIBA- She pissed champagne and shit caviar. Don't the watch the stars, the
stars ain't fallin' any sight of glimmer... lo. Shimmering king, spring,
they're trembling.



AESOP- O.K. the web spread from Brooklynites to born-in-barn kittens who's
gimpy half step hid behind Noah's arc systems. Inconspicuously clustered with
the boas, sharks, and pigeons like Zoo York won't clock them rusted crutches up
mopping the ship deck. Texas hold'em pocket ace investment. Totem altimeter tiki
torch it. Freak abort. Fold or hold a cold cell in peak enforcement fortress.
That's a sheep corpse who under penumbra turned tail like a sea horse.



SUEDE- We got that permanent ink, that's staining the paper. Murderer's drink
steam in my soul, I'm breathing green vapors. We're the last of them falcons
that's soarin' beyond your altitude. Please show us some gratitude. We're
carvin' your grave for you.



CHORUS



AESOP- 16 D batteries. See the halflings flee the shire before he tore open the
packaging. Plus, minus, in proper Panasonic alignment. Pseudo Pliskins o.d. on
kick drums, snake, escape that environment.



SUEDE- Wave that colt 44, bolts of lightning with Travolta grease. Strip your
skeleton, it's swelterin' inside Miami Heat. Your fishnet and red vette are
sizzling. Shoot through chocolate city, Wonder Woman wind whisting. Freeze,
presidential sleaze, with Egyptian cuts, Valentine Ave., Jack Daniels out of
them plastic cups. Winter white pinstripe lookin' Hugo. Poison ivy out the
windpipe blowin' the crucial.



CHIBA- First they line up, we'll divide them. Suede get roscoe, then design
'em. Aesop rock box drop the hot rod getaway car, and head up the rock
highway.



CHORUS