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Calexico · Die Form · Alter Form



Up on a hill, as the day dissolves
With my pencil turning moments into line
High above in the violet sky
A silent silver plane - it draws a golden
Up on a hill, as the day dissolves
With my pencil turning moments into line
High above in the violet sky
A silent silver plane - it draws a golden
Sittin' in the front row
Mary of the fourth form
Turnin' all the boys down
She's turnin' all their heads around
Hitchin' up her short skirt
We like you to meet a friend of ours who goes by the name killer joe. Picture a so called hippie or hip-cat, standing on a corner in a neatly pressed
We like you to meet a friend of ours who goes by the name killer joe. Picture a so called hippie or hip-cat, standing on a corner in a neatly pressed
Up on a hill, as the day dissolves
With my pencil turning moments into line
High above in the violet sky
A silent silver plane - it draws a golden
We like you to meet a friend of ours who goes by the name killer joe. Picture a so called hippie or hip-cat, standing on a corner in a neatly pressed
We like you to meet a friend of ours who goes by the name killer joe. Picture a so called hippie or hip-cat, standing on a corner in a neatly pressed
below the storm and saw a vision in his head 
A bulbous pointy form 
He picked his pencil up and he wrote his secret down 

Take a point called Z in
I'm Jimmy Pop here in a jiffy heat me up and add oil 

I'm like a zit a wart a corn a cyst a festering boil 

I get under your skin and I
run by your address for me
151 Shenedoah, Shenendoah
Ma'am where inside the house are you
(Oh my god)
Ma'am where inside the house are you
In my
the asphalt
Thunder vibration shake like a tremble from a earthquake and
O.C. a classic in the making, mental make thoughts
My physical form words
Hot in my
it's ominous like the prediction of a comet hit
it's obvious my flow is bottomless, yours is homogenous
society's shaped by economists
I fondle it in
there's someone in my house
[911 dispatch] can you please run by your address for me
[woman] 151 shenedoah, shenendoah
[911 dispatch] ma'am where inside
do it pump
In between my jaws adversaries got chomped
The cordless mic is my only utensil
Lyrics you be runnin', I break 'em like a pencil
Cause
someone in my house, there's someone in my house

[911 dispatch] 
Can you please run by your address for me

[woman] 
151 Shenedoah, Shenendoah
the spot
Mr. Ginseu Master an' Bobby Suenam
We form like Voltron, connected by the feet
So there's room to reach, we transform the beat

With the ill
phynetic spitters in two by ten measures
Profess my confession
I longed for this profession presently here
This art form ain't accessible
For those who
to late her necks slit
Watch the blood drip it forms a puddle by the side of head and now it hit you that
She's dead in a rage you lunge at me but my blade
in the rapture of love'
A whole family that's been bought by the blood
And a new mindset is what God gives them
Brand new rules and new tools for
We walked in, sat down, Obie came in with the twenty seven eight-by-ten
Color glossy pictures with circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back
someone in my house, there's someone in my house

[911 dispatch] 
Can you please run by your address for me

[woman] 
151 Shenedoah, Shenendoah
the kami
You wouldn’t be a G if it cost me a thousand dollars
Infrared in my pencil lead
But always keep an extra one stocked though
In the back pocket
was fine. And I put down my pencil, and I 
Turned over the piece of paper, and there . . . on the other side . . . in 
The middle of the other side .