Me and Fat Joe were riding in the back
Of an industrial-strength delivery van
I couldn't catch a clear view of the driver's face
But I could tell it wasn't a feminine friend
The ground plans for battle were all laid
We were just taking some time to kick it with grapes and parlay
It was just him and me in a van with the gate and gay
We taste the grapes and spit the seeds in the street
The highway was a scalpel splicing the sands an impressive impression
Of man's demand for the connection of lands
I look back at Joe and laugh
I give the grapes a puff and a pass spitting another seed out of the back
Joe squints his eyes
Lets out a sound that can only be described as a laughter and a sad goodbye
His pale olive fingers pry another one of the fruits off the vine
We should return here in ten years time. I ask him why
So we can drink the wine from the orchard that is grown from the seeds we alone cast aside.
As the sun sunk lower on the sand, dust sprayed from the tires that picked up the grains
Displayed them in spirals
And I held the last grape up to eclipse the sun
The breeze plucked it from my fingers and the lunch was done
Father was an engine driver
Grandpa fought the war
Hope that I can maybe size up
Leave my mark at all
Father was an engine driver
Grandpa fought the war
Hope that I can maybe size up
Leave my mark at all
Me and Tupac Shakur sat inside a donut shop
Sharing a dozen and watching the coffee cool
One by one the box slowly emptied
From the cakes to the crullers and at last the fancies
Pac sighed aloud so I could hear him
Donuts are communism
I asked him why, he said,
Better in theory
We laughed and scratched the sleep from our eyes
He said, This is ridiculous, 12 is too much, half a dozen wastes our time
But every time we order twelve thinking we can handle it
And every time we end up pissed because we made our stomachs sick
We both laugh a bit and gingerly sip our coffee
His fingers scrape the tabletop and he digs in softly
And I watch him there, carving, scraping, both sitting in silence
As he engraves his name with the word West side beside it
And underneath the orange veneer of the donut shop gear
There's an earthy brown flesh that excavation makes appear
And year after year Pac and I return there
To the table that he claimed with the matching bench chairs
Chug the last of our coffee and stand to leave
Wave to the clerk, she says goodbye in Chinese
Clutching our sick stomachs we both struggle to speak
Shake our heads, split our waists, and say, See you next week
Father was an engine driver
Grandpa fought the war
Hope that I can maybe size up
Leave my mark at all
Father was an engine driver
Grandpa fought the war
Hope that I can maybe size up
Leave my mark at all
Father was an engine driver
Grandpa fought the war
Hope that I can maybe size up
Leave my mark at all
Father was an engine driver
Grandpa fought the war
Hope that I can maybe size up
You can sing along
Father was an engine driver
Grandpa fought the war
Hope that I can maybe size up
Leave my mark at all
Father was an engine driver
Grandpa fought the war
Hope that I can maybe size up
Leave my mark at all
Astronautalis
Astronautalis
Purchase "Astronautalis"
Purchase Entire Album
Email Video to Friends Play Youtube "Astronautalis" Video
Play Spotify "Astronautalis" Song
View Wikipedia "Astronautalis"
Entry
Receive Emails for Future Astronautalis Lyrics
Link to "Astronautalis"
Share on Facebook, Twitter, and more
See Recommended Lyrics For You
Share:
Copied!
Loading...
Lyrics by Astronautalis
1515 Washington 17 Summers A Love Song For Gary Numan An Episode Of Sparrows Astigmatism Avalanche Patrol Baggage Claim Barrel Jumping (A Man Of Letters) Boiled Peanuts (feat. Lizzo) Brighton Damn Park Contrails Cut The Body Loose Dimitri Mendeleev Dimitri Mendeleev (Single) Down And Out In The Bold New City Of The South Fax Machine Forest Fire Fourth Of July Fourth Of July (Feat. Radicalface) Gaston Avenue Guard the Flame Holy Water Hurricane Isabel I'm Never Right I'm Never Right (Feat. Isaiah) In The Tall Grass Kudzu Kurt Cobain Lakefront Property Life The Curse Lift The Curse Lost at Sea (Part 1_that Old Sinking Feeling) Lost At Sea (Part 1: That Sinking Feeling) Lost at Sea (Part 2_ the Getaway) Measure The Globe Meet Me Here Later Meet Me Here Later (Reprise) Midday Moon Mr. Blessington's Imperialist Plot My Boo My Dinner With Andy My Old Man's Badge Now and Never More Oceanwalk People Often Tell Me I'm Good At What I Do Running Away From God Seaweed Sheets Secrets Of The Undersea Bell Secrets On Our Lips Short Term Memory Loss Sike! Sike! (GodDamnChan Remix) Skeleton (Everybody's Favorite) Skeleton (Everybody's Favourite) Somethin' For The Kids The Case Of William Smith The River, The Woods The Story Of My Life The Waterfall The Wondersmith And His Sons This Is Our Science Thomas Jefferson Tightrope Trouble Hunters Two Years Before The Mast Uncle Danny Xmas In July You Know What It Is!
Related Songs
