How to Be a Carpenter

So you want to be a carpenter do you

Well it takes more than a hammer boy

You're gonna need blueprints and a will to build and

Straighten your cap

You look like you've been through a war

Wipe that grin off your mug

You got a sturdy frame

Sluggish posture just won't cut it

You're gonna need schooling

And and take notes

And god if I catch you yawning again

You're gonna regret ever asking for my help

And dammit you gotta hustle

This is a slacker-free zone

And where's my pencil go get your hard-hat

Here's a nickel go get us a ruler

And a saw and a drill and lots of graph paper

I used to have a rope ladder

But tattered were the rungs

I strung it from the highest willow

Trying to hug the sun

The seventh level buckled

And I tumbled from the summit

Now I'm back to re-climb

And this time light my cigarette from it

My stitchin division to vision warfares numb

Enough to soak suddenly in a bullet bath

And skip stones in the morning as I

Lie in color phantom tantrum explicable

Sit and pull the petals off wild flower patches

Magic happens

Behold pity the lowlife parish

Doom City barracks left remorse coursed

On a horse-drawn carriage by the torch of Polaris

To the Badlands where every bridge

Collapse right where the crowd stands

Where the witches are fireproof

And every preacher's a madman

Frigid be the appleseed demeanor towards the bay

Where the landshark Parliament swims

When they pause to polish they fins

The better brains will preach the village

Through the city square

To the light heavy and middle-weight integrate

Slept with sticks and stones in my pillowcase

Oohmy bomb's light simulator

Picks barnacles off the tugboat belly

Left my spirit home in a shoebox in case I die

Got a rugged smoke-green halo floating inches off the swamp

Had that phase when the devil

Tree contacts a sparkle in my eye

Now step back from the reservoir

And let the settlers drink

Salvage all priorities and iron out all kinks

My house ain't made of bricks

And straw but never has it crumbled

Cuz I stitched the brain's rigidity with symmetry

Come visit me

It's fascinating

Now here's how its done

I'm only gonna show you once

So pay close attention

Hear me now or hear me never

Glue your little eyes to the diagram

See the plywood the nails the glue

You work every inch

Your domain and you must treat it well

Keep it clean or it'll swallow you whole

Where's the T-square hand me the pliers

Now dammit oh this will never do

You have to want the castle

Head Up shoulders back

Be the materials

Know your limits only to break your limits

Are you listening

God dammit boy pay attention

Little bit more juice this time

Try it again

Yeah a little bit more elbow grease this time

Try it again

Concentrate a little more focus this time

You can kick and scream

And yell but damn I'm only tryin' to help

Try it again You're not doing it right

Here now yall watch

Try it again Stop sulking

I'm the example for real Watch

Try it again I'm bout to make it easy

For you yall just Watch

You can kick and scream

And yell but damn I'm only tryin' to help

Stinging the hunt

The hunt dispatched a pack of wild dog silhouettes

All sulking by the skyline

Focused with a bonus hunger pain

My sincere addiction imbalance stems

From a vintage grimace slap to the mug of

Ancestral branch camped on the vessels

Yes and I abide

The laws of the hidden desert survived

And every peasant presenteed it

On the crescent less deprived

With the exception of pleasant finale binges

On the great endangered interests

Of phantom brigades slaving to save that princess

I double the negative

To no avail no promised benefits

Just delegates peddling pairs of negatives

With magnified magnanimous appearance

Sandy sinners in opinion shut

Now what of the madness fragments Stagnant

I oughta make a vision sing my twix

Cling to your pigeon wings

Vision militia indent benders

We've flooded Hell's kitchen sink

Walkin' eye civility simpleton citizen

Mixers to kiss the sky in unison

Sinister city-blistered corporate rule-igans

All I really want's a nickel to feed my little pigs

Big d**k three cheers to the product

Consumer populace feed but never dreamed of the process

When a slanted advantage point sort of makeshift

Criminals date R**e the hostage

Dream away the blame pain yeah

But it seeps through the cracks

And drips from the ceiling and smells

The rich scent of my tracks

All I ever really wanted was a jungle

And a jungle I got

See it ain't the vision

It's the plot that makes me stop

Try it again I don't want to

Try it again I don't want to

Try it again I don't want to

Try it again I don't want to

Try it again I don't want to

Try it again I don't want to

Try it again I don't want to

Try it one more time

I'm not even interested anymore

Try it one more time

How to Be a Carpenter - Aesop Rock