Danny and I have been looking for the lyrics to the song "Homecoming" By Atmosphere featuring El-P (El-Producto), which is the last track off of
Lucy Ford and is hidden in the silence after "Nothing but Sunshine." So, here they are.
Homecoming by Atmosphere Feat. El-P
(random mumblings)
... little boy can't seem to find your place now
... all the funny friends the ones who have shitty jobs
sometime in NY,
perhaps in the deceptacon era,
like seven or eight grades up from fitting blocks together,
graf kids after school to get chased by rival letters and skate boards and truck cars and rails
funny shapes and grip tape,
I own a Mark Rogowski,
I rode it goofy footed,
sicker, I learned to ollie on colt 4-5 malt liquor,
and that's it,
to me it got not any more acrobatic
who would pedal around Manhattan for lack of better action,
one kid is the point man at a Pakistani Bodega,
he sold those loosey camel unfiltereds to under agers,
smoke 'em on a promenade,
water balloons drop,
hit car, run from cops, skate quick,
basically loaf on the low,
on the laugh with dangerous, nearly vacation,
under the Brooklyn Bridge, across the Brooklyn Bank,
show up uninvited,
some kids are drinking beer tonight, they're excited
Brooklyn Tech., Brooklyn friends,
Stuyvesant plus kids, thug wannabes, and hippie chicks found some escapist shit,
we felt the separate fashions and cliques trading places,
we formed our own section comprised of Nike Uptowns,
worn on mediocre skaters, it's like this:
yo, this kid Ivan made the trek from Rhode Island,
from plastic cup of cold duck and a relaxed social environment,
he jetted from his section when the meat heads started whilin'
his aesthetic wasn't their style, so they used bats to Re-Design It
[Slug and El-P]
(chorus)
Homecoming,
Homecoming,
Homecoming,
Homecoming,
[El-P]
Sometimes it was good,
sometimes it was just a moment of vis a vis the definitions and other stimulus that cause your growing
[Slug and El-P]
Homecoming,
Homecoming,
Homecoming,
Homecoming,
[Slug]
Sometimes it was good and other times contradicted,
but no matter where I stood, I still managed to stand,
the last time I laughed this hard I was a child,
it was the kind of giggle that would make a young mother smile,
I can't remember the 'why' but the wallpaper patterns had me running in circles trying to defend my Saturn,
just me and my box of Machiavelli and cheese,
all I really want to do is show you my disease,
she didn't have the courage to kiss me goodnight,
but I'ma give you my word that everything will be alright,
like what the fuck? this phone is disconnected,
just my luck, I need advice before my love gets misdirected,
'guess it's just another symptom of, just another victim of,
the warfare and those caught between Sean and the Slug,
did I mention the drugs that used to make her spew forth,
carried barely half the pleasure of a pack of Newports?
Breathe it in, breathe it out, what'd it really be about?
I'm trying to lose and allude all excuses to scream and shout,
For every moment I spent wishing my parents back together,
would've been better linked to preparin' me for the weather,
rocking my t-shirt that reads 'whatever',
all in an effort to relieve the pressure,
that Minnesota good sleep,
this wood is cheap, and now fire's back in style,
if I had better teeth, I would try to crack a smile,
well here I am mister typical,
ridiculously meticulous when painting pictures of pitiful,
and little did I know and less did I care,
they would chew up an swallow all that I threw out there,
it's not fair screams the one without a voice,
arm that boy, tell him to aim at the ones who have all the toys,
(Chorus w/ Slug 1st and El-P 2nd)
[Slug]
There it is, is that what you want?
There it is, is that what you want?
Is that really what you want?
I'm coming home, is that what you want?
