Album Name

Hokey Fright (Deluxe Ver.)

Artist

The Uncluded

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2013.05.07

Release Agency

㈜리플레이뮤직

Boomerang - The Uncluded
I spun and I stood
and I look back at the good
And I remembered
seeing ghosts
and I remembered being tiny
I remembered always hiding
with only flashlights lighting
Had to pee
when you found the best spot
Bad timing
Climbing a dogwood
Barking in bloom
Sting singing on the ceiling
of a blue bedroom
Like a Harlem line summertime
hootenanny barbecue
Screaming
I'm fine
but I think they all knew
Cause you can't hide
your childhood flying dreams
Through your fishbowl wall
transparencies
And the clock tick tocked
It was time to leave
I walked away from everyone
and everything
And I thought when I left
that I couldn't come back
With that old household
never home again
And then
when I ran toward
the one man band
I began abandoning
all my friends
All dressed up
like a spider in a cup
Entirely divided from his hub
Addressing injuries
commissioned
by the Suffolk county brier
When building coverage
out of rubber tyres
Or guns out of thumbs
Negotiated inter stellar
peace talks
Mothership transmitting
intel on the meatloaf
Ummm It's getting cold
sugar water getting warm
Cruising to a future summer
suiting up for civil war
How All dressed up
like a spider in a cup
Hiding tiny butterflies
inside his gut
Having settled down
several thousand miles
from his blood
To climb and tirelessly
high dive into a sponge
Space invaders through
a paper Rita Hayworth
Trying to tunnel 'till
he ankle deep in pay dirt
Or halo deep in water
Glub glub
wondering if running
Is considered by the people
to be cowardly or cunning
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I went east with a hole
to fill in my chest
I went west with it filled
off to build a nest
I'm impressed
I'm depressed
I'm the best
I'm a mess
With a pretty little baby girl
upon my breast
And next
progress twist turn digress
Busy busy busy busy
busy busy never rest
I missed the rest
as you might suspect
And I tried to fly
but my wings are wet
A kid in the woods
ducked down in the shrubs
Out of hiding
just in time to greet the sun
So here I stand
with my hand out cast aflame
I'm sorry that sometimes
I'm so lame
I'm sorry that sometimes
I'm a deadbeat friend
The worry makes me
scurry into my own head
With my eyes on the rise
feet where it sets
Sentimental obstacles
of course it's me not them
All dressed up
like a spider in a cup
I'm four bald tires in the mud
When it's diner food or bust
Spiralling a sign of
whats to come
While pretending
I am fine with what I've done
I'm not but homies
that appreciate the crisis
And treat 'em like
they seen em with
a second set of eyelids
Ok that wasn't fair
admittedly I wasn't there
Long before I volunteered
as unabashed unaware
How All dressed up
like a spider in a cup
Who never knew
a silence so abrupt
When the mileage
in the middle
turn a siren to a hush
First you hate it
then you love it
then you try it as a crutch
Long Island was the hatchery
NYC the wetstone
Sharpening the carving knives
foraging for breadcrumbs
I headed west
planned to boomerang back
Sidetracked
by a trans continental
cage match
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