Chords for Aesop Rock - Basic Cable (Official Lyrics)

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Television all hail, grand pixelated God of fantasy, murderscape and perspective
Fuck a sore channel, change digit I sit with a nasty network intravenous plan
With a staple diet of my cable pirate Yo, the doctor is in, the doctor is on
Born a bastard son of static radiance Cloned and welcome in every home
Let a blue screen brew stream canopy Victim of the cursed nurse, tech color
Drunk support team, I love all advertisements
Accused by robot newscasters Capturing pollute, spoon fed hazardous fog
To joy lock Catholic squad, please calm me Please make me a zombie
I wanna donate my brain to the monstrous Panasonic profits
Now, 21st century plague Disperse the wide-eyed glamoratic patient
Telecast patrons, blew me to propaganda banners Well, sure I'll be a marine with fleetsword
and blue uniform It only takes a dollar and a penny
And I abide, great idiot, box power supply [D] Fuzz vapor, black out in New York
Hey Connie, get the generator I'm in a [F#m] loom generation, pacing
Ancient electric secret, never sleeping to Miss D.A.M. oasis
[Dm] A wired heart, sloppy obligations Turn my [F#m] filth into my guilt
Inhabit shadowbox, blame frame adjacent station
Make reality scramble to suck the life out of it
Hitting bands on it, loving every minute of the gimmick
Change the [Dm] channel, plug it in, turn it on
Rock me up against the couch, lights out I ain't never gonna have to leave my house
Satellite dish, get up on my wish list Turn me to a tyrant, let my key spirit
dissolve [E] through the appliance Plug it in, turn it on
Be my mother when she's gone, great Wipe the smiddle off my chinny chin during
the breaks If I gotta go blind, I'ma do it
For the love of all television cast
[D]
[Dm]
[D]
[F] Make me a [Dm] star, I want a tut gold Don't be suspended in a dream
Merely inches from the screen Delete it fast and sacrifice to one
Electron monster Crucify my little future to the monitor
Damn it feels good, turn on, tune in Zoom in and hug the bug up in your family's
children's ears Smother me in wild discovery
And herd the static flock to where I sleep Out of close where that magic box
Speaker, stereo mastered orphaned kid A freak's sneakers, I'm spiraling
Tangled in a star spang wiring I conserve intoxicated visuals
Lower the king's horses, support the loyalty to royalty
Fortress, riddle me with glee Voice the end or teleprompt above my sleeping head
Color my values with mundane humor In 30 minute tickets to feel
Picket censorship, I want commercials 24-7 I wanna shop for my [F#] bed and set an example
For all my [F#m] overworked underpaid brethren I'm fine with a sitting streak in correspondence
And lurking circuitry circus With allegiance pledged beyond [F#] the glass surface
Adam and students within the fine school A possessed [D] graduate catalyst
Channel zero addicts, a magnetic ghost Big screen, little screen, any screen'll do
Let me hold the controller and I will have to murder [Dm] you
Turn it on, let my little eyes glaze 20 screens lined up along the [D] borders of the maze
I wanna see the 5 day forecast 14 days in advance
So I can get my 2 week notice every time the sun pans
Plug it in, turn it on, silent fix better than nothing
Let our once divine soul feel the functions of the hips and hips
The mission [D] is ridiculous, taking a dummy's interest
Touch the power button, meet your maker, ain't that [Dm] something?
Plug it in, turn it on, say goodbye to Sunday afternoon
Fix the intensity, back and let the disaster bloom
It's a beautiful sight, but I'm most ugly and patchy
But I taste it every day, amazing, it's not a consequence
Plug it in, turn it on, and if I wanted you to talk back to me
Your majesty, I'd love you, I'd despise you
My everyday is sitcom, no news, bad dramatization
Come along with me my friend for the most glorious [D] sensation
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[Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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Television all hail, grand pixelated God of fantasy, murderscape and perspective
Fuck a sore channel, change digit I sit with a nasty network intravenous plan
With a staple diet of my cable pirate Yo, the doctor is in, the doctor is on
Born a bastard son of static radiance Cloned and welcome in every home
Let a blue screen brew stream canopy Victim of the cursed nurse, tech color
Drunk support team, I love all advertisements
Accused by robot newscasters Capturing pollute, spoon fed hazardous fog
To joy lock Catholic squad, please calm me Please make me a zombie
I wanna donate my brain to the monstrous Panasonic profits
Now, 21st century plague Disperse the wide-eyed glamoratic patient
Telecast patrons, blew me to propaganda banners Well, sure I'll be a marine with fleetsword
and blue uniform It only takes a dollar and a penny
And I abide, great idiot, box power supply [D] Fuzz vapor, black out in New York
Hey Connie, get the generator I'm in a [F#m] loom generation, pacing
Ancient electric secret, never sleeping to Miss D.A.M. oasis
[Dm] A wired heart, sloppy obligations Turn my [F#m] filth into my guilt
Inhabit shadowbox, blame frame adjacent station
Make reality scramble to suck the life out of it
Hitting bands on it, loving every minute of the gimmick
Change the [Dm] channel, plug it in, turn it on
Rock me up against the couch, lights out I ain't never gonna have to leave my house
Satellite dish, get up on my wish list Turn me to a tyrant, let my key spirit
dissolve [E] through the appliance Plug it in, turn it on
Be my mother when she's gone, great Wipe the smiddle off my chinny chin during
the breaks If I gotta go blind, I'ma do it
For the love of all television cast _
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[Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] Make me a [Dm] star, I want a tut gold Don't be suspended in a dream
Merely inches from the screen Delete it fast and sacrifice to one
Electron monster Crucify my little future to the monitor
Damn it feels good, turn on, tune in Zoom in and hug the bug up in your family's
children's ears Smother me in wild discovery
And herd the static flock to where I sleep Out of close where that magic box
Speaker, stereo mastered orphaned kid A freak's sneakers, I'm spiraling
Tangled in a star spang wiring I conserve intoxicated visuals
Lower the king's horses, support the loyalty to royalty
Fortress, riddle me with glee Voice the end or teleprompt above my sleeping head
Color my values with mundane humor In 30 minute tickets to feel
Picket censorship, I want commercials 24-7 I wanna shop for my [F#] bed and set an example
For all my [F#m] overworked underpaid brethren I'm fine with a sitting streak in correspondence
And lurking circuitry circus With allegiance pledged beyond [F#] the glass surface
Adam and students within the fine school A possessed [D] graduate catalyst
Channel zero addicts, a magnetic ghost Big screen, little screen, any screen'll do
Let me hold the controller and I will have to murder [Dm] you
Turn it on, let my little eyes glaze 20 screens lined up along the [D] borders of the maze
I wanna see the 5 day forecast 14 days in advance
So I can get my 2 week notice every time the sun pans
Plug it in, turn it on, silent fix better than nothing
Let our once divine soul feel the functions of the hips and hips
The mission [D] is ridiculous, taking a dummy's interest
Touch the power button, meet your maker, ain't that [Dm] something?
Plug it in, turn it on, say goodbye to Sunday afternoon
Fix the intensity, back and let the disaster bloom
It's a beautiful sight, but I'm most ugly and patchy
But I taste it every day, amazing, it's not a consequence
Plug it in, turn it on, and if I wanted you to talk back to me
Your majesty, I'd love you, I'd despise you
My everyday is sitcom, no news, bad dramatization
Come along with me my friend for the most glorious [D] sensation _ _ _ _ _ _ _