Lyrical Breakdown of Drums On The Wheel - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Drums On The Wheel" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Aesop Rock weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Drums On The Wheel" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
• Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that Aesop Rock employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
• Syllable Pattern Insights: Dive deeper into the structural elements of the lyrics. See how the syllable count varies across the song, adding a unique rhythm and flow to Aesop Rock's narrative.

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Calling Comrade This is Major Sagar Do you read me comrade? Comrade, damn it! Come in! Comrade, please respond! His brian is fried, pack it up, missions' over Do you read me? Do you read me? Do I need to reach through the TV? Do I need to reach through the Ouija? Houston I may have gone too Houdini I'm too uneasy, I'm out of face And I'm orange tang and I'm powdered eggs And my radio has been down for days I just stand around and sound out the phrase It go, "Do you read me?" Shook up, shoot a beanie I'll look for the mall graffiti Deep end of some hellhole Come de-tech this tempo I been feeding back in these headphones Beating back a profound fear Farewell to my breadcrumbs Is anybody even out there? I'm like out there in that true 3D That new ether that "Do you read me?" You don't read me, I'm barely a thing Staring off, I'm too scared to blink I might shrink some and I shrink more Shrink past this pink dwarf No sign of my polestar But oh, up here it don't mean North Deep space and no G-force And more tumble out to some death bells Some bleep bleep robot voice Some red-light, some send help Street meet some E.T. to come Deep fry and all freak grease and re-hone Reach out, reap what he sow Jesus, do you read me? We don't And I play drums on the wheel Whether feeling out of touch Or outgunned in the field Drums on the wheel Bomb sites and blackouts And fog lights and gas clouds Jockey through vacuums None of our flaps down, it's shocking Shot off just one small part of some squadron That ain't once chosen to abort shit Now we've honed in on our problem Non-stop until he stop and see What kind of quadrant he got lost in Do you read me, that option When y'alls options are exhausted I been dropped off in this mosh pit Instead of locked into one orbit Knock knock, fall back Or this cockpit is my coffin Boss levels, I'm doomed to repeat New dance called, "Do you read me?" It evolved as if beyond the kind of macho What's none ping in my transponder What's what the copy y'all plan to conjure Been handed back to y'all unresponsive Ten-hut now I'm in sync Phone home but just ring and ring Asteroids that leave marks And black holes that eat stars Green cheese and GPS Be decked with detours Fuel gauge around E street And my beacons are all blinked out I might slink up in that junk heap You can't read in or pin down And I play drums on the wheel Whether feeling out of touch Or outgunned in the field Drums on the wheel And I play drums on the wheel Whether feeling out of touch Or outgunned in the field Drums on the wheel