"Hyperbolicsyllabicsesquedalymistic" as written by Isaac Hayes and Alvertis Isbell....
I wanna come back
Cause I like it like that
Your modus operandi
Is really all right, out of sight
Your sweet phalanges
Know how to please
My gastronomical stupensity is really satisfied when you're loving me

Now tell me, what, I, say
Hyperbolicsyllabicsesquedalymistic

I can't sleep at night
But that's all right
The M.D. tells me
My heart's on strike
Emanating originating from a love asphyxiation
He said I better slow down before you drive me in the ground
But what he doesn't know is I want another encore

Now what, I, say
Hyperbolicsyllabicsesquedalymistic

Let me stop procrastinatin'
Standin' hear, and narratin'
Find my emancipator, she's a love educator
Cerebral, cerebellum, a medulla oblongata
A slave's on a horse, every time she explores
Just heard a discussion about a racial relationship

Now what, I, say
Hyperbolicsyllabicsesquedalymistic


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"Hyperbolicsyllabicsesquedalymistic" as written by Isaac Hayes Alvertis Isbell

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    General CommentA sweaty funk jam from back when Chef could really throw it down (which was roughly, uh, 1969). Basically, the guy needs to get some (more?), and plays the highbrow angle with fancy words.

    The parting shot about slaves on horses and a "racial relationship" might be hinting at anti-miscegenation laws, and keeping blacks within careful boundaries. Is his "emancipator" and "love educator" a white woman?

    Perhaps his vocabulary also reflects a desire to fight against the culture of black anti-intellectualism that plagues us still.
    Anarchitecton March 24, 2008   Link
  • +1
    General CommentI see this as a song about a heroin addition . His clever use of metaphors throughout the song,hide the darkness of his true nightmare .

    (modus operandi Is really all right, out of sight)

    the way that you operate, and

    (Your sweet phalanges,Know how to squeeze)

    you got a hold on me and my stomach is actually happier with you than without you ....

    He's up all night . His MD say that his heart is not working and that this dope that he loves so much is killing him. He is not listening, he wants to get high

    I can't sleep at night
    But that's all right
    The M.D. tells me
    My heart's on strike

    Emanating, originating from a love asphyxiation
    He said I better slow down
    Before you drive me in the ground
    But what he doesn't know is I want another encore





    let me stop this bullshit, get me some dope and free my mind ........

    Let me stop procrastinatin'
    Standin' here and narratin'
    Find my emancipator
    She's a love educator

    He's out of balance,cant think and all of his automatic brain functions are simply a slave on this white dope and every time he uses ,"everytime she explores'...... she is his master and he is her slave . this poor,strung-out black man......

    Cerebrum, cerebellum, and medulla oblongata
    A slave's on a horse
    Everytime she explores
    Just heard a discussion about a racial relationship









    NOVDOTon August 19, 2010   Link
  • 0
    General CommentUtterly sublime.
    flowercallednowhereon June 03, 2009   Link

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