I was sitting on my fire escape and I saw...
sturdy bridges, decorated with dirty pigeons
a vagabond begging for three pennies and a princess
a junkie tourniquet surgeon urging the needle in
a batty senior citizen flashing that awful teethless grin
I saw a corner store merchant rest on a milk crate with a stog'
a pierced nose, a model with a stalker, cheap hooker, jay walkers
a table on a sidewalk with four old men slappin' dominos down
a city, a village, a neighborhood, a ghost town
I saw vandals catching tags and Puerto Rican flags
I saw a pregnant woman on the verge of bursting (boom)
I saw a blind man with a dog screaming "someday I'll see it all"
and then he sat down with his hammer and saw
business men with multi-colored ties, cashmere checks
a nazi with tattoos on his neck, a Vietnam war vet
a Caucasian man with a limp and a cane, a pimp with his names
a thug circus, a pack of shook tourists hugging their purses
I saw freaks with rainbow streaks in dayglo hair
a mother smackin' the grin off her child, replaced it with a stare
a pothole, a storefront with a broken open sign
a hole in the wall bar kicking drunks to the gutter, it's closing time
I see a fuck up, a bum knuckle up with a taxi driver
a squatter, a grandfather, an angry right-to-lifer
I can see the roof garden on the apartment across the street

and kick myself because somewhere along the way I lost my seeds
I see a rat, a roach, a bat approach, a happy student
a black man with a horn and a will to make you sit and listen to it
I see a little girl on the corner with bubbles, braids and barrettes
I see a teen mother with similak pacifier and regrets
oh, a day turned stale, a hammer with a rusty nail, a failed marriage
a universe of brick buildings slightly off balance
a challenge, I see a chance to add real colors to my favorite palette
raise my mighty mallet towards the gods and swing my talons
I see a crack in the sidewalk
a slide show of six civilians gripping bottles of gideon
sitting inside bent meridian
there's a fun house ooh, a sun spout
spraying yellow beams above yellow back dreams
and children in the hydrants
tyrants(?), I see sirens
the wall to the glamor standard
a dead bird, a bent curb
a bus stop of commuters waiting to have their souls towed off to work
I seen the slap dash habits of bike messengers paws
and hug that good leaf on the way to damaged packages, dependence
oh my lord, I see bandwagons, all aboard
a carnival amusement park where a heart is a luxury
I see a gas galaxy huddled behind those pearly doors
maybe I should sit up on my fire escape a little more

Lyrics submitted by CapnCannibal

6B Panorama song meanings
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    General CommentWhy hasn't anyone commented on this song? This is a fine piece of conceptual artistry and is one of my favorite Ace Rock tracks.

    SynikaLon July 27, 2006   Link
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    General CommentI think i've heard every one of Aesop's songs... (i know he has some he hasnt released, besides appleseed etc) and this has to be one of the best, or at least underappreciated.

    I've been wantingt to do a CG music video for it. Anyone wanna help?
    Iggins420on March 14, 2007   Link
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    General Comment2 days till the new CD drops. Should be magic.
    overwhlemedon May 27, 2007   Link
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    General Commentcashmere checks = "cashing their checks"
    Skaman2on November 19, 2007   Link
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    General Commentpimp with his *dames* (not names)
    Skaman2on November 19, 2007   Link
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    General Comment"*sick* civilians gripping *bibles like* Gideon"
    Skaman2on November 19, 2007   Link
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    General Commenttyrants = hybrids
    Skaman2on November 19, 2007   Link
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    General Commentbent curb = red curb

    "where commuters wait"

    "of bike messengers pausing to huff that good leaf on the way to damage packages for peddlers"

    gas galaxy = gassed galaxy

    All these are from the lyrics book Aesop wrote that was packaged with the first round of Fast Cars, Danger, Fire and Knives.
    Skaman2on November 19, 2007   Link

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