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| name : | DanceD |
| subject : | [Sage Francis]Climb Trees |
| home : | http://chriskwon.hihome.com |
Sun set and sun rise I'm my own personal light show Àϸô°ú ÀÏÃâ, ³ °³ÀÎÀûÀ¸·Î Á¶¸íÀ» ºñÃß°í Flipping switches...moving from basin bottoms to plateaus ½ºÀ§Ä¡¸¦ ÄÑ.. ¿õµ¢ÀÌÀÇ ¹Ù´Ú¼ºÎÅÍ °í¿ø±îÁö ¿òÁ÷¿© The Earth...manipulates itself beneath me Áö±¸.. ³» ¾Æ·¡¼ Àß Çϰí ÀÖÁö I stand still...stagnate. Can't kill...this lagged state ³ °¡¸¸È÷ ¼¼..ħÀüµÅ. ÀÌ ´À¸° »óŸ¦.. ¸ØÃâ ¼ö°¡ ¾ø¾î Life...manipulates itself around me, but I'm dead still »î.. ³» ÁÖÀ§¿¡¼ ÀßÇϰí ÀÖÁö, ÇÏÁö¸¸ ³ °¡¸¸È÷ ¼Àִµ¥ Upright...but dead still ¶È¹Ù·Î ¼¹Áö¸¸..¿òÁ÷ÀÌÁö ¾Ê¾Æ Word is still born...I will not stoop to the level of the stoop that y'all chill on ´Ü¾î´Â ´Ù½Ã ž.. ³Ê³×µéÀÌ ½¬°í ÀÖ´Â ±×·± ³ôÀ̱îÁö ±¸ºÎ¸®Áø ¾Ê°Ú¾î If the building's boarded up and the children of the corn ºôµùÀÌ Æó¼âµÇ°í, ±¸¼®ÀÇ ¼úÁýÀÇ ¾ÆÀ̵éÀÌ -er Liquor Store don't want to kick it no more... ´õÀÌ»ó ³î±â ½È¾îÇÑ´Ù¸é... because holes have filled the wall, sneakers are scuffed & toes have become sore º®Àº ±¸¸ÛÀ¸·Î °¡µæÇϰí, ¿îµ¿È´Â ´Ù ´â¾Æ¹ö·È°í ¹ß°¡¶ôÀº ¾ÆÆÄ I saw y'all walk from the hood of tough luck ºÒ¿îÀÇ ¸¶À»¿¡¼ °É¾î´Ù´Ï´Â ³Ê³×µéÀ» ºÃ¾î Yeah, if these walls could talk they wouldn't shut the fuck up ±×·¡, Àú º®µéÀÌ ¸»À» ÇÒ ¼ö ÀÖ´Ù¸é ±×³É ÀÔÀ» ´Ù¹°Áø ¾ÊÀ»°Å¾ß Jump in your pick up truck. Drive from the mountain range ³× Æ®·°¿¡ ¶Ù¾îµé¾î, »êÀ¸·Î Â÷¸¦ ¸ô°í°¡ Cash the chips in on your shoulder, cut your losses, die young, count the change ĨÀ» µ·À¸·Î ȯ»êÇϰí, ÀÒÀº ¸òÀ» ¾ø¾Ö°í, ¿äÀýÇϰí, °Å½º¸§µ·À» ¼¼°í How strange...you think these clouds look lovely? ÀÌ»óÇϱº.. Àú ±¸¸§ÀÌ ¾Æ¸§´ä´Ù°í »ý°¢ÇØ? Smoke signals...manipulate themselves above me ¿¬±â ½ÅÈ£µé.. ³» À§¿¡¼ Àß Çϰí ÀÖÁö No symbols...are below me enough to overlook ¾î¶² »ó¡µµ.. ³¯ ¹«½ÃÇÒ ¸¸Å ¾Æ·¡·Î °¡Áú ¸øÇß¾î I know you read my every move, I wrote the book ³» ¿òÁ÷ÀÓÀ» ¸ðµÎ Àаí Àִٴ°Š¾Ë¾Æ, Ã¥µµ ½è¾î Mind not the blemishes that are on my premise. Endlessness is my "to be continued..." ³ªÀÇ ÀüÁ¦¿¡ ¹¯Àº ¾ó·èÀ» Å¿ÇÏÁö¸¶, ¹«ÇÑÇÔÀÌ ¹Ù·Î ³ªÀÇ "ÈÄÆí¿¡ À̾îÁü.."ÀÌ¾ß Notice the nervousness in my footnotes when being interviewed ÀÎÅÍºä ½Ã °¢ÁÖ¿¡ ÀÖ´Â ±äÀåÀ» ã¾ÆºÁ Shaking uncontrollably. "How you doing?" "Not bad...how about you?" Á¦¾îÇÒ ¼ö ¾øÀ» Á¤µµ·Î ¶³¸é¼ "¾î¶§?" "³ª»ÚÁø ¾Ê¾Æ.. ³Ê´Â ¾î¶§?" Brought it right back to me like "What've you been up to?" ±×¸®°ï ³ª¿¡°Ô "¿äÁò ¹¹Çϰí Áö³»?"¶ó´Â ¸»·Î ´Ù½Ã µ¹¾Æ¿ÀÁö I don't talk to freaks. I even ignore my neighbors who live down the stairs ³ª´Â ±«Â¥¿Í ´ëÈÇÏÁö ¾Ê¾Æ. °è´Ü ¾Æ·¡¿¡ »ç´Â ÀÌ¿ôÁ¶Â÷µµ ¹«½ÃÇÏ°í »ç´Â°É. I walk the streets. And they don't know that I'm famous in 2000 years °Å¸®¸¦ °É¾î´Ù³à. ±×µéÀº ³»°¡ 2000³â µ¿¾È À¯¸íÇß´Ù´Â °É ¸ô¶ó So I say shit loud in their ears and I spit a wretched verse in their face... ±×·¡¼ ±×µéÀÇ ±Í¿¡ Å«¼Ò¸®·Î ¸»À» Çϰí ÇѽÉÇÑ ±¸ÀýÀ» ¾ó±¼¿¡ ´øÁ®Áã.. Disrespecting their personal space ±×µéÀÇ °³ÀÎÀû °ø°£À» ¹«½ÃÇÏ¸é¼ In a split second, curtains and drapes get closed ´Ü 1ÃÊ »çÀÌ¿¡, Ŀư°ú ÈÖÀåÀº ´ÝÇô They think they've shut me out, but I can see their ugly mouth in the shape of "O"s ±×µéÀº ³¯ ÂÑ¾Æ³Â´Ù°í »ý°¢ÇÏÁö¸¸, ±×µéÀÇ ÀÔÀÌ O¸ð¾çÀ¸·Î µÇ¾îÀÖ´Â °ÍÀ» º¼ ¼ö°¡ ÀÖ¾î I'd break their windows with a stone that has a note attatched ±×µéÀÇ Ã¢¹®¿¡ "³ Jim Crow°¡ ½È¾î, ±×¸®°í ¹«½¼ »ç°ÇÀÌ ÀϾ´ÂÁö that says "I hate Jim Crow, and here's a poem to let you know the haps:" ¾Ë·ÁÁÙ ½Ã¸¦ µé·ÁÁÙ°Ô"¶ó°í ¾´ ³ëÆ®¸¦ ºÙÀÎ ¹ÙÀ§¸¦ ´øÁ® ±ú¶ß¸± °Å¾ß "I've got a golden axe and I chop cherry trees down "³ª¿¡°Õ Ȳ±ÝÀÇ µµ³¢°¡ ÀÖ°í, ü¸®³ª¹«¸¦ Âï¾î³»¸°´Ù Dead to this world. Bury me now." ¼¼»ó¿¡°Ô Á×À½À». ³ª¸¦ ¹¯¾î¶ó" I am from a distant place that sits and waits for my belated time to come ³ª´Â ¾É¾Æ¼ ³» ¶§´ÊÀº ½Ã°£ÀÌ ¿À±æ ±â´Ù¸®´Â, ¾ÆÁÖ ¸Õ °÷¿¡¼ ¿Ô¾î but its too late I've missed my fate. I "F" with the deaf, blind and dumb ÇÏÁö¸¸ ´Ê¾ú¾î, ³» ¿î¸íÀ» ³õÃĹö·È°Åµç. ³ ±Í¸Ó°Å¸®, Àå´Ô°ú º¡¾î¸®°¡ ½È¾î My father taught me one thing...how to fire a gun ³» ¾Æºü´Â ³»°Ô ÇѰ¡Áö¸¦ °¡¸£ÃÄÁáÁö.. ÃÑÀ» ½î´Â ¹ý I don't bother...this is survival for fun ±×´ÙÁö ½Å°æ¾²ÀÌÁö ¾Ê¾Æ..ÀÌ°Ç Àç¹Õ´Â »ýÁ¸°ÔÀÓ I have become the most sinister sin city clicker ³ª´Â °¡Àå ºÒ±æÇÑ Á¸Àç, Á˾ÇÀÇ µµ½ÃÀÇ °ÅÁÖÀÚ cynical dim witted trixter critical shit grinning hipster ³Ã¼ÒÀûÀÎ ¸ÛûÇÑ »ç±â²Û, Áß¿äÇÑ °ÍÀ» ¸ÕÀú ¾Æ´Â »ç¶÷ Whisper...to my earhole...tell me not to be fearful ³» ±Ó±¸¸Û¿¡..¼Ó»è¿©Áà..µÎ·Á¿öÇÏÁö ¸»¶ó°í ÇØÁà Be careful not to make any...sudden...movements °©ÀÛ½º·± ¿òÁ÷ÀÓÀ»...¸¸µéÁö...¾Êµµ·Ï ÇØ Show me your sole...I like to study shoe prints ³ÊÀÇ ¹ß¹Ù´ÚÀ» º¸¿©Áà.. ¹ßÀÚ±¹À» µé¿©´Ùº¸°í ½Í¾î You've stepped to me before! I can recognize them stubby toes! ¿¹Àü¿¡µµ ³»°Ô ¿Ô¾úÀݾÆ! ±× »ìÂð ¹ß°¡¶ôÀ» ³ ±â¾ïÇØ! I left them guys with bloody clothes. For a second time...nobody knows ±×µéÀÇ ¿ÊÀ» Çǹ¯Àº ä·Î ³»¹ö·Áµ×Áö. 1Ãʰ£... ¾Æ¹«µµ ¸ô¶ó The pain I've seen. Nobody knows the pain I've seen ³»°¡ ºÃ´ø °íÅë. ¾Æ¹«µµ ³»°¡ ºÃ´ø °íÅëÀ» ¸ô¶ó Nobody knows why I've got a bloody nose or how they made it bleed ¾Æ¹«µµ ³»°¡ ¿Ö ÄÚÇǸ¦ È긮´ÂÁö, ¾î¶»°Ô Çǰ¡ ³ª°Ô µÆ´ÂÁö ¸ô¶ó Chorus: Climb trees...go out on a limb ³ª¹«¸¦ ¿Ã¶óŸ.. °¡Áö À§·Î To find me...forget about him ³ª¸¦ ã¾ÆºÁ.. ±×´Â Àؾî¹ö·Á Forget about hymns...what are those psalms that you sing Âù¼Û°¡´Â Àؾî¹ö·Á.. ´Ï°¡ ºÎ¸£´Â ¼º°¡´Â ¾î¿°Å¾ß What are those songs that are in your head echoing... ´Ï ¸Ó¸® ¼Ó¿¡¼ ¿ï¸®´Â ±× ³ë·¡´Â ¹ºµ¥.. I am not here to make a change. I break chains ³ ¿©±â º¯È¸¦ ÀÌ·ç·¯ ¿Â°Ô ¾Æ³Ä. ¼è»ç½½À» ºÎ½¤ I break dance moves and move Strange-- ºê·¹ÀÌÅ© ´í½º¸¦ Ãß°í, ÀÌ»óÇÏ°Ô ¿òÁ÷¿© Strange Famous is infamous for inflammatory mission statements Strange Famous´Â °ÝÁ¤ÀûÀÎ ÀÓ¹«ÀÇ Áø¼ú·Î À¯¸íÇØ Living in basements with subterranean secret service agents ÁöÇϽǿ¡¼, ÁöÇÏ ºñ¹Ð ¿ä¿øµé°ú ÇÔ²² »ì¾Æ With little patience. A pediatrician who hate kids ÂüÀ»¼ºÀº Á¶±Ý. ¾ÆÀ̸¦ ½È¾îÇÏ´Â ¼Ò¾Æ°ú ÀÇ»ç Women's lib is getting choked to death by their own baby bibs ¿©ÀÚµéÀº ±×µéÀÇ ¾Æ±âÀÇ ÅιÞÀÌ ¶§¹®¿¡ ¼ûÀÌ ¸·Èú Áö°æÀÌÁö Baby, did you know I love women who hate mankind? ¾ê¾ß, Ȥ½Ã Àηù¸¦ ½È¾îÇÏ´Â ¿©ÀÚ¸¦ ³»°¡ ÁÁ¾ÆÇÑ´Ù´Â °Å ¾Ë°í ÀÖ´Ï? I talk about it all the damn time....keep it comin' HUH!!! ¾ðÁ¦³ª ±×·± ¾ê±â¸¦ ÇÏÁö.. °è¼Ó À̸®·Î ¿Í Çã!! "IIIIIIIII HHHHAAAAAAAATE MEEEEEEEENNNNN" "³ª~~~¾È, ³²~~~~~~~~~~~ÀÚ°¡, ½È´Ù~~~~~~~~~~~!" This conversation is mine. I own all the stock in boring small talk, ÀÌ·± ´ëÈ´Â ³» °Í. Áö·çÇÏ°í »ç¼ÒÇÑ ¾ê±â¸¦ ³ °¡Áö°í ÀÖ¾î And I've trade marked this facial expression called the "gawk." ±×¸®°í '¾óºüÁø'À̶ó°í ºÒ¸®´Â Ç¥Á¤À¸·Î ƯÇ㸦 ³ÂÁö So fuck off. I dis functions souped by ninjas and hockey fights ±×·¯´Ï ²¨Á®. ³ ´ÑÀÚ¿Í ÇÏŰ ½Î¿ò¿¡ ÀÇÇÑ ±â´ÉÀ» ¿åÇÏÁö While discussion groups infringe upon my copyrights Åä·Ð ±×·ìµéÀÌ ³» ÀúÀ۱ǿ¡ Àå½ÄÀ» ´Þ µ¿¾È¿¡ ¸»¾ß All them bitches want me tonight...I've been so great and respectful ±×³âµéÀÌ ³ª¸¦ ¿À´Ã¹ã ¿øÇϴ±º.. ¿äÁòµé¾î ³Ê¹« À§´ëÇϰí Á¸°æÇÒ¸¸ÇßÀ¸´Ï±î They only get salty when I bend them into the shape of a pretzel ±×µéÀº ³»°¡ ±×µéÀ» ÇÁ·¿Ãú ¸ð¾çÀ¸·Î ±ÁÈú ¶§¸¸ Â¥°Ô µÇÁö I make them flexible when I break their schedule. It only got hard... ½ºÄÉÁÙÀ» ¸ÁħÀ¸·Î½á ±×µéÀ» À¯¿¬ÇÏ°Ô ¸¸µé¾î. ¾î·Á¿öÁú »ÓÀ̾ú¾î.. When I asked 'em politely not to fight me and to give up...God Ä£ÀýÇÏ°Ô ½Î¿ìÁö ¸»°í ±×³É Æ÷±âÇ϶ó°í ÇßÀ»¶§ ¸»¾ß.. Á¨Àå Damn...this is easier than I thought it would be ¸¿¼Ò»ç.. ³»°¡ »ý°¢Çß´ø °Íº¸´Ù ÈξÀ ½±ÀÝ¾Æ They'll attend any party and not fight it as long as they're invited cordially ±×µéÀº ¾î¶² ÆÄƼ¿¡¶óµµ Âü¼®Çϰí, ¼º½É²¯ ÃÊ´ë¹Þ¾Ò´Ù¸é ½Î¿ìÁø ¾ÊÀ»°Å¾ß Unfortunately, I've only got so many hundred openings ¾Æ½±°Ôµµ, ³ª¿¡°Õ 100°¡ÁöÀÇ ¿ÀÇÁ´×ÀÌ ÀÖ¾î But talk to me, I want to take you all under my broken wings ÇÏÁö¸¸ ¸»À» °É¾îºÁ, ³Î ³» ºÎ·¯Áø ³¯°³·Î °¨½Î°í ½Í¾î Who's the right man for the job?! ÀÌ ÀÏÀ» ÇÒ¸¸ÇÑ »ç¶÷ÀÌ ´©±¸Áö?! Put up your hands y'all because I'm not tall enough to stand up to God ¼ÕÀ» À§·Î ¿Ã·Á, ³ ½Å¿¡°Ô °¡±â¿£ ÃæºÐÈ÷ Å©Áö ¾Ê°Åµç Who's the right woman?! Throw up one hand...and wave it now ´©°¡ µü¸Â´Â ¿©ÀÚÀÌÁö?! ÇÑ ¼Õ¸¸ À§·Î ¿Ã·Á.. ±×¸®°í Èçµé¾î |
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