Тексты песен BECK

Ummm... My throat muscles are completely shredded You tell no one 'Bout Barney Leaning on you Dirty pictures False faces Bloody wallet Ripped out your heart Put on my cloth

It's, uh, November 6th, 1945, and we... ...Went up to, and uh, back to the house and watched MTV... ...And playing ""Pac-Man." It's all really gross and all the kids we

Today's, uh, August 4th, 1982. I'm really bored and there was some dead animals that we played with. There was a Weed-Whacker...we stole two of them. A cop car was on fire. My frien

Its August 6th, 1982. And uh, we were jamming' over at the house. My pants caught on fire. We were smoking' a lot of... whiskey, and uh, chicken. And uh, got some food and... I got some food

Time wears away All the pleasures of the day All the treasures you could hold Days turn to sand Losing strength in every hand They can't hold you anymore Already dead to me now &

Amanda, Fire and lightning, Making sure they had faith in the light And they made her The greatest woman The greatest woman To be the man's greatest wife I thought it all over Lo

Amanda, light of the man's life Make sure the faith in the light and make heard The greatest woman The greatest woman To be the man's greatest wife I thought it all over, lord knows I

Bazookas and fisticuffs Medicating in Porsches 98-karat stick shift Chinatown late-night meals Alfonzo giving me a backrub 2 p.m. laser vizzaginal rejuvenation Triple album project Deto

Your brains went black When she took back her love And put it out into the sun The birds did fly When the heavens all went dry And the cigarettes were smoking' by themselves She'

There's no body There's no mountain There's no tunnel You can't get from there to here You can't get here to there There's no body There's no mountain

Talking a lot of s--t... Got a lotta s--t on my mind Got some bad feelings on me (mumble) Fast, fast people coming to my house Telling me things that I already know Some bad s--t Don�

Searchlights on the skyline Just looking for a friend Who's gonna love my baby When she's gone around the bend Egyptian bells are ringing When it's her birthday Sweet nothi

Alcohol on my hands I got plans To ditch myself and get outside Dancing women Throwing plates Decapitating their laughing dates Swirling chickens caught in flight Out of focus Much to

Windy Windy Looking for a better home Gotta be Gotta be Running out of light bulbs Crowded Crowded Open to a waste can Yellow car Yellow car Better be inside there Wake up W

Black cards in effigy We sing the song that was hated All dressed like vagabonds Sharks smell the blood that I'm bleedin' I know there's something wrong Might take a fire to

Firemen burned the fizz? Black fire choked our breath ? In the kitchen Sand poured through the walls We looked to one another The children shut their mouths The whirling and the turning

Windy Windy Looking for a better home Gotta be Gotta be Running out of light bulbs Crowded Crowded Open to a waste can Yellow car Yellow car Better be inside there Wake up Wake up Nothin

F-in' on my... F-in' on my floor F-in' off F-in' talking to me F-in' talking to me...ohhhh And I won’t? And I tell how the people They want my soul They wanna

monkey see, monkey die laminate your face and paste it up into the sky cuz it's squalid and it's solid and it's completely rancid and beautiful like a forcefield of multiplying meat cut a hole in the

F-in trees with the pumpkin pie! I just found me a bottle of blues Some strange comfort for a soul to soothe Ain't it hard Ain't it hard, To want somebody who doesn't want yo

I see you there Your long black hair Your eyes just stare Your mind is turning You know I'll laugh I won't take it back I've seen your eyes I know what you're thin

The snipers are passed out In the bushes again I'm glad I got my suit dry-cleaned Before the riots started Cuz there's only rehashed faces On the bread line tonight Soon you

Brother are you really here? The package I received is gone Are you a phantom detective Can you read my soul backwards? I will glide with you If you are a backwards ghost I will hire you

I'm on the run with things to be I've got a garden hose and a color TV I've got time on my hands I've got time on my hands Nobody cares what I do I'm on the run w

Viajo sin rumbo fijo en mis botas viejas cabos sueltos enlazan a mi cabeza Si pensabas ir al lugar donde los paganos van pongalo junto invitacion extraсo. Despierto, alguien arrastra mi

I hate to do this But you're a pain in the neck I thought you knew this You're handing me a canceled check You're so helpless Your girlfriends think you're a saint I'll

I hate to do this But you're a pain in the neck I thought you knew this You're handing me a canceled check You're so helpless Your girlfriends think you're a saint I&#

Strange ways coming today I put a dollar in my pocket And I threw it away Been a long time Since a federal dime Made a jukebox sound Like a mirror in my mind Control my worries Fix my thoughts

comin thru the barricades cutting the lines the red lights goin round like insanity sirens the end of the galaxy the middle of the road where the blackout moons cut the weather of souls black

I can't believe what we've seen outside You and me watching the jets go by Down by the sea So many people They've already drowned You and me watching a sea full of people Try no

Has it come and gone? Is it long before the spirit shaves his legs? Is it wrapped in trash, sent back to a sanitation tank? Is it disinfected, disconnected 'til it grafts some wires? Is

Cold brains, Unmoved, Untouched, Unglued Alone at last No thoughts, No mind To rot Behind A trail of disasters A final the curse Abandoned hearse We ride disowned Corroded t

Plastic donut, can of Spam There's no kindness in this land But you better not Let my good girl catch you here She's getting all juiced up On a bottle of plain glass beer Co

I thought I heard a chainsaw Rather late last night I woke this morning' and I knew I was right I got the cut-in-half blues Well the last thing I saw Was the big long saw? I got th

Definitely this is the wrong place to be There's blood on the futon There's a kid drinking' fire Going' down to the sea They've got people to meet Shaking hands with them

Definitely this is the wrong place to be There's blood on the futon There's a kid drinking' fire Going' down to the sea They've got people to meet Shaking hands wit

Disappointment condition A perfunctory prescription Of an indigent mindset A beligerant silence We got all we need Turning out of a tin can Thinking about the ?? Of the social hurt Listen to t

Where will you go When this day is over A gambler's purse Lays on the road Straight to your door Snakes have gone crazy tonight Winding their way out of sight A laugh, a joke A s

I was sitting on an embankment On a highway going through uhh rural Georgia (Uh-huh) And the uhh… Uhh there was a dead wildcat And a bottle of… of beer… (Right) That had been… that had

On a highway unpaved going my way you're so alone today like a ghost town I've found there's no relief, no salt in the sea is it true what they say you can't behave you gamble your soul away measuring

(Oh yeah, come on) I met you at JC Penny I think your nametag said Jenny I could step to you With a fresh pack of gum If somehow I knew you were looking for some (oh no!) Like a fruit t

I dropped my anchor in the dead of night I packed my suitcase and threw it away I fell asleep in the funeral fire I gave my clothes to the police man Blow back derelict when, lay my soul in the foul

Must have been the devil Believe that woman has gone mad Must a been the devil Believe that woman has gone mad Nothing' but the devil Change my baby's mind Nothing but the devil

omething's wrong 'cause my mind is fading And everywhere I look there's a dead end waiting Temperature's dropping at the rotten oasis Stealing kisses from the leperous faces Head

Something's wrong 'cause my mind is fading And everywhere I look There's a dead end waiting Temperature's dropping at the rotten oasis Stealing kisses from the leperous faces

Looking back at some dead world That looks so new Offices and fountains That they named for you Dazzlements of accidents Rejoice their doom Harikaris spinning' round the golden looms

Gotta get it! Gotta get it! Yeah-OH! Yeah-OH! (Plastic classic) Can't forget my bestial Close electric telephone [phones] Balling like hordes! About the Shout! Nasty dist

Tom Joad come a-walkin' down the road With a bottle and a pistol in his coat Said, "I learned a thing or two About the things I never knew" Don't believe the junk they put on you Don't belie

See me comin to town with my soul Straight down out of the world with my fingers Holding onto the devil I know All my troubles'll hang on your trigger Take your eyes and your mind from t

Spaceships can't tame the jungle And I feel like I'm giving in We've been driving through a desert Looking for a life to call our own I push, I pull The days go slow Into

Out on the highway, I'm doing it my way Zigzag patients, Vibrating the ancients Handing' out money, The flies making' honey Beaches aplenty, The pigs on the levee... Le

1, 2, you know what to do Alright I'm uptight super Gathered out of the frame I shake a leg on the ground Like an epileptic battery man I'm making my move Lettin' loose like a

Heyyy heyyy heyyy heyyy Fourteen miles away from a landfill grave Never pawned my watch and chain To the landlord living inside my head Never paid my rent 'til the lights went dead A

I've seen the end of the day come too soon Not a lot to say, not a lot to do You played the game, you owe nothing to yourself Rest a day, for tomorrow you can't tell You can't

I ain't got no inclination Give away my sweet sensation Sleeping' in an old tool shed Scumbag crying' on his pillow [Backing vocals:] Ooh... When you wanna be with me then

Two white horses in a line Two white horses in a line Two white horses in a line Carrying me to my burying ground Some need diamonds, some need love Some need cards, some need luck Some

Bust a move with what you can Dead phone machine piled on the table Disappointment is a feather in your cap You want the truth Not when it's unplanned There's no map That coul

Feel like a piece of shit Feel like a piece of shit Feel like a piece of shit Feel like a piece of shit

It's a piece of shit Feel like a piece of shit Feel like a piece of shit Feel like a piece of shit Feel like a piece of shit Feel like a piece of shit Feel like a piece of shit Fee

Feel like a piece of shit Feel like a piece of shit Feel like a piece of shit Feel like a piece of shit Feel like a piece of shit

She is gettin flaky Doesn't wanna take me She's a special lady Gonna shake and bake me Feelings, I have so many feelings And I know that I'm dealing I'm dealing with

Forcefield There's a force field Go outside with the suitcase 'round my neck And it stands just where Walk around all the while I've sat And the stance I took on Look at the

Fourteen Rivers Fourteen Floods Bend your body To the heavens above Don't get drunk Don't get dry Just bring your money Next Saturday night Fourteen miles on the trail With

I ain't got no inclination Give away my sweet sensation Sleeping' in an old tool shed Scumbag crying' on his pillow [Backing vocals:] Ooh... When you wanna be with me then we wil

If I could hold Hold out for now With these icecaps melting down With the transistor sound And my Chevrolet terraplane Going around around around Come on little gamma ray Standing in a hurric

We like the boys With the bullet proof vests We like the girls With the cellophane chests We like to ride on executive planes We like to sit around and get real paid I know you really wan

Tell my baby I'm gettin' home now Tell my baby I'm gettin' home She don't need me I don't need me Who's gonna need me? Someone's crying, someone’s

I saw her, yeah I saw her with her black tongue tied Round the roses Fist pounding on a vending machine Toy diamond ring stuck on her finger With a noose she can hang from the sun And put it out with

You're just the girl of my dreams But it seems my dreams never come true You're just the girl of my dreams But it seems my dreams never come true I first met you down on lover

I'm coming over See me down at the station By the lane With my hands in my pocket Jingling a wish coin That I stole from a fountain That was drownin' All the cares in the worl

There’s a blue bird at my window I can’t hear the songs he sings All the jewels in heaven They don’t look the same to me I just wade the tides that turned Till I learn to leave the past b

Theres a bluebird at my window I can hear the songs he sings All the jewels in heaven They don't look the same to me I just wait detach the turn Til i learn to leave the past behind Theres only lies t

Have you got a fine place to slip to When you're feeling down Have you had a week or two Just to get your troubles down Found a lot of life and laughter With a grandfather in the bower

He's a mighty good leader He's a mighty good leader He's a mighty good leader All the way All the way, lord From up to heaven He's a mighty good leader All the way

[Steve Hanft speaking:] (I'm totally f'ed up. I can barely speak. I'm totally f'ed up. They gave me so many drugs. But, uh...I'm gonna be here...) [FM&OS version star

Looking for my place on assembly lines Fake prizes rising out of the bomb holes Skeleton boys hyped up in purple Smoke rings blow from across the disco Bank notes burn like broken equipment

High 5, High 5! High 5, High 5! [Rappers:] " C'mon on! 8! Everybody! C'mon! 7! C'mon, now! 6! 5! Awe, yeah, I like that shit." When I arrive it's like a high 5 A s

High 5, High 5! High 5, High 5! [Rappers:] " C'mon on! 8! Everybody! C'mon! 7! C'mon, now! 6! 5! Awe, yeah, I like that s--t." When I arrive it's like a high 5

Go where you want to Do the things you feel Walk around with a broken leg And a hundred-dollar bill Get yourself a pistol Get yourself a dog Stay up all night getting drunk Sleeping o

Hot milk Mmmm...tweak my nipple Champagne and ripple Shamans go cripple My sales go triple We drop lobotomy beats Evaporated meats On hi-tech street We go solo Dance floors and talk

It takes a backwash man to sing a backwash song Like a frying pan when the fire's gone Driving my pig while the bear's taking pictures in the grass In my radio smashed And I like pianos in

Well there ain't nobody left to impress And everyone's kissing their own hands This 666 on the kitchen floor Ain't no fire in the pan? I get lonesome... So glad to be a sla

From these shores where we belong I have seen the the land beyond Where the Lord is strange and strong I have seen the the land beyond There's no telling who'll be dead When the p

From these shores where we belong I have seen the the land beyond Where the Lord is strange and strong I have seen the the land beyond There's no telling who'll be dead When the pale ho

Well it's all in your mind Well it's all in your mind It's all in your mind Well it's all in your mind And I wanted to be And I wanted to be Your good friend Wel

I been drifting along in the same stale shoes Loose ends tying the noose in the back of my mind If you thought that you were making your way To where the puzzles and pagans lay I'll put it toget

You came, you went My mind it got a dent I couldn't make my rent Cos all my cash was lent This town is filled With thousand-dollar-bills Laminated songs Contaminated lawns Well we eat a

I don't want no crying All upon my sleeve I just want somebody Who got no place to be? You call me up on Tuesday I'll be stuck on Sunday night Looking' for some good things

Lazy flies all hovering above The magistrate, he puts on his gloves And he looks to the clouds All pink and disheveled There must be some blueprints, Some creed of the devil Inscribed in

Go to sleep We're so tired now Altogether in a snake pit of souls New days To throw your chains away To try to hang your hopes on the wind Little one Just a little way Today al

Lonesome tears I can't cry them anymore I can't think of what they're for Oh they ruin me every time But I'll try To leave behind some days These tears just can't

Ahhhhhhhhhh!! You only got one finger left And it's pointing at the door And you're taking for granted What the Lord's made on the floor So I'm picking up the pieces And I'm

In the time of chimpanzees I was a monkey Butane in my veins So I\'m out to cut the junkie With the plastic eyeballs, Spray-paint the vegetables Dog food stalls with the beefcake pantyhose

Your sorry eyes cut through the bone They make it hard to leave you alone Leave you here wearing your wounds Waving your guns at somebody new Baby you're lost Baby you're lost Baby you'r

Boney fingers out the slimy coffin lalalalalalalalala Throw your inspiration in your stationwagon Lalalalalala intestine

A sparkling array She glides Tainted by the affliction Seduced deeply into myself Faceless, emerging Black confetti

Come gather round me people, Here's a story you never heard 'Bout me and my friends And some things that occurred We thought we'd get some money, We thought that we might go

Don't take your red ribbons off You're about to make a fool of yourself In the aluminum sunset Drinking from a drain I'm a hundred miles behind myself Milk and honey Pourin

The last survivor of a boiled crap Another casualty with the casual frown The janitor vandals they bark in your face Juveniles with the piles and paste It's a sensation A bankrupt corpse In the

Doo doo doo doo Doo doo doo doo doo doo Doo doo doo doo Doo doo doo doo doo doo Ohhh doo doo hmm Ohhh doo doo doo doo I prayed heaven today Would bring its hammer down on me And pou

I'm mixing business with leather Christmas with Heather Freaks flock together And make all the b-boys scream All right Turn it up now All right Turn it up now Word up to the man

I feel uptight when I walk in the city I feel so cold when I\'m at home Feels like everything\'s starting to hit me I lost my bearings ten minutes ago Modern guilt, I\'m stranded with nothing M

You came, you went My mind it got a dent I couldn't make my rent 'Cause all my cash was lent This town is filled With thousand-dollar-bills Laminated songs Contaminated lawn

These toys are all lifeless The armor's worn off The shadow of a shadow Is the ghost of a bomb Skyscraper standing In a desert alone A helicopter searchlight Is searching for no-one We&

Looking for a ladder In the stratosphere So I can be happy Let my problems melt away Running on a plane With a cigarette I carry my heart Like a soldier with a hand grenade Walking down th

Yo! Homey don't play like that bulls--t Hey, Mr. asshole, what's your dirty hassle Sitting in your castle, judging everyone You're acting like it's chill When the deal

Yo homey don't play that game Hey mister asshole what's your dirty hassle Sitting in your castle judging everyone You're acting like it's chill when the deal's getting il

1, 2, 3, 4 Now I'm a seasick sailor On a ship of noise I got my maps all backwards And my instincts poisoned In a truth blown gutter Full of wasted years Like blown-out speakers Ringin&

Reactions of night The heavens are foreboding A chain link wind Is breaking me open Lessons of the day On a blackboard night Seem to be erased And the beacon has no light

I'll be your chauffeur on a midnight drive It takes a miracle just to survive Buried animals call your name You keep on sleeping Through the poignant rain I think we're going craz

She took me off my guard with disappointment I got sucked inside of her apartment She's got dried-up flowers, flaky skin A beaded necklace and a bottle of gin She's a nightmare Hi

We are aimless And the target is an empty wall We're out of patience With smiles that cut across her face No complaints But I wish I had my top of my brain I'd like to walk But the su

[Ken singing:] No money, no honey [Beck speaking:] One more time Keep going' One more time [Ken singing:] No money, no honey [x6] [Beck:] What's your name? [Ken:] My

No money, no honey No money, no honey No money, no honey No money, no honey Ain't no honey No money, no honey No money, no honey No honey, no honey No honey, no money No money, no honey

Treated you like a rusty blade A throwaway from an open grave Cut you loose from a chain gang And let you go And on the day you said it's true Some love holds, some gets used Tried t

Keep on talking like a novacane hurricane Low static on the poor man's short-wave Stampede's got to dismantle Code-red: what's your handle Mission incredible undercover convoy Full-ti

There was no one nothing to see The night is useless and so are we Cause everybody knows The fabric of folly Is fallen apart at the seams And I've been looking' for a good time

There's a dead hobo on the patio And an old barbed wire on the funeral fire Well, you roll out the carpet And it better be red And it better be long As the troubles in my head Gonna

Think I'm stranded but I don't know where I got this diamond that don't know how to shine In the sun where these dark winds wail And these children leave their rulers behind As we c

Seventeen years in the city Static clinging to the ceiling Never did I think it would come to this (Outcome is different than I expected) Never did I think it would come to this (Outcome is

Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy... (Can I get a little echo on this?) Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy What does it mean? The fire is green The demons just came th

I wake up and look upon your painted eyelids The world is your oyster And the trash bags are your kids The ceiling is invisible There's a bird sinking' through the sky And every h

Just like a paper tiger Torn apart by idle hands Through the helter skelter morning Fix yourself while you still can No more ashes to ashes No more cinders from the sky All the laws of cr

(This is song two on the album This is the album right here Put on the album) Tonight the city is full of morgues And all the toilets are overflowing There's shopping malls Coming

Don't tell your right hand baby What your left hand do You know those road check girls Will make your brown breath blue Peaches and Cream You make a garbage man steam Such a dangerous dream

Walk to the bridge, stand like a fridge Empty and cold, burning a light bulb Outside Right now Get down Right now People gettin' busy Right now Get down Right now People

The tortures! The torment! Pink noise! Delicious! The danger! The victims! The meaning! Religion! She writhes! She rolls! Olympic control! The bricks! Assaulting’! The rest homes are rott

The countryside is overgrown There's a lighthouse in her soul Wrestling with butcher girls She don't ever change her clothes Masterpieces liquidate in fertile tears I could sleep

In a cast iron cage you couldn't help but stare like a creature With the laws of a brothel and the fireproof bones of a preacher And your lingo coined from the sacrament of a casino On a gover

Big pain burnin' now Givin' me a cow What you seem to be saying Is you're patiently waiting Like an ashtray for the butt Well I'm puttin' it down When you're not

Big pain Burning' down Giving' me a cow What you seem to be saying Is you're patiently waiting Like an ashtray for the butt Well I'm putting' it down But you&

Quй onda guero? Quй onda Jose? See the vegetable man In the vegetable van With a horn that's honking Like a mariachi band In the middle of the street People gather around Put the dollar

Que' onda Jose? Que' onda Jose? See the vegetable man In the vegetable van With a horn that's honking Like a mariachi band In the middle of the street People gather aro

You've been so long Your blind eyes are gone Your old bones are on their own So take off your coat Put a song in your throat Let the dead-beats pound all around We will go Nowher

An open road where I can breathe Where the lowest low is calling to me I can pull myself back up back down Stuck together like a readymade And nobody knows where we been Cancelled rations

Hey now girl, what's the matter with me? We're on a back road, driving to sea Straight as a razor, kicking up dust Digging through ditches and falling to rust Taking me far, far as

Make a perfect replica of your life Cut the paper with exacto knife Tape it up, tape it up Against the howling wind I'm so tired don't know where to begin It's so unreal It'

We don't have to worry Life goes where it does Faster than a bullet From an empty gun Turn yourself over Loose change we could spend Grinding down diamonds Round, round, round the bend People pushing

Rowboat Row me to the shore She don't wanna be my friend no more She dug a hole in the bottom of my soul She don't wanna be my friend no more Pick me up Give me some food to e

By the dried up stream We slit our throats and dreamed But when the building's burned Was there some concerned Mother laid in bed What was it she said? Gather all your worldly jewels

Tell me where you want me to go if I'm gone then I'll get there soon tell me what you want me to be if I've been there split in two tell me what you want me to say then I'll put my tongue away tell me

Satan gave me a taco And it made me really sick The chicken was all-raw And the grease was mighty thick The rice was all-rancid And the beans were so hard I was getting kind of dizzy Ea

Walking to the other side With the devil trying to take my mind And my soul's just a silhouette On the ashes of a cigarette Illusions never fake their lives Trick cards fool the eyes

You been a talking now You been a rocking now You been a guessing now You been undressing now You going up and down You got a super sound You got a lot of cow Stuck a shiny steak on me

Close your eyes and see water Sliding up the back of your head Folding into your clothing Covering everything you said Climb up into No one's gonna miss you Dry up on the shoreli

get up son hit your head like a drum weeds are all growin in vain too much time I got too much time living in a waste of space take yourself don't break yourself its all gonna be ok

Can't you hear those cavalry drums Hijacking your equilibrium Midnight hags in the mausoleum Where the pixilated doctors moan Carnivores in the Cowloon night Breathing freon by the can

F*ckin' piece of shit… F*ckin' piece of shit… F*ckin' piece of shit… F*ckin' piece of shit… She is all I need For here, for now She is all I see For here, or now

When I called you in the morning You were struggling for sense You were journeying through memories so vicious You made all your dying wishes come true But I know you're gonna try To

Something better than this Someplace I'd like to go To let all I've learned Tell me what I know About the kind of life I never thought I'd live Till the ugly truth Showed

A town of disrespect The trains are wrecked The night is younger then us Nowhere is anywhere else You keep to yourself Stirring the dregs where I have laid The exit signs are flashing D

I don't need no wheels I don't need no gasoline 'Cause the wind that is blowing Is blowing like a smoke machine If I said to you That I was looking for a place to get to

Open up the door Lay the orange juice on the floor We're having a picnic On the other side of town There's sleeping bags and fire And it's getting down to the wire So gra

I don't know since when I changed to such a cold-hearted guy I have to warm this frozen, icy, lonely heart to thaw I like being wrapped with warmness more than anything else for sure I'm gonna make my

My soul's sucking dry My soul's been sucked dry Emptiness surrounds me Bitterness crowns me Emptiness surrounds me Bitterness crowns me With my soul sucked dry Oh, my soul

I got a job making money for the man Throwing chicken in the bucket With the soda pop can Puke green uniform on my back I had to set it on fire In a vat of chicken fat I leaped on the cou

Special people all the time Special people on my mind Special people burning white Special people gettin' all uptight Special people kiss my soul Special people take control Special

You will see, we don't swear We will see, we don't... Go round We don't care just where we're going You and I we'll climb so high You and I, we'll climb so high Spiral staircase into nothing Spiral st

It's so easy to laugh at yourself When all those jokes have already been written Seems like another vain attempt To let yourself fall out of the oven Holy mountains They look so tire

Put me in a hole in the ground With the money and the towel And the women all running' around Can't complain about the mess Momma killed the only dress Now she's longing�

Haven't got a lot to learn And my eyes they stray again Looking for a satellite In the rays of heaven again There's no other ending Sunday sun Yesterday is ending Sunday sun

Bless the scepter The genius too S--t the eagle Don't be cruel My little sunchild My blinding sun Stab my power With everyone Supergolden black sunchild Slice the mango The

Judge me on the inside With a finger full of gravy Wanna get you on the sofa, Lady, wanna Shake and Bake me Pocket full of blood And gotcha on a mound I'm gonna break my face On th

I got a room down in Hollywood Rent was cheap It was this rooming house There was an old man Who lived in the room next to me? We shared a bathroom in the hall Stare at me through a crack

I got the f'ed up blues I got the f'ed up blues Lord what can you do? About the f-in' f'ed up blues Well the beans have been baking Upon the camels hump Like a voodo

Put your hands on the wheel Let the golden age begin Let the window down Feel the moonlight on your skin Let the desert wind Cool your aching head Let the weight of the world Drift away

She's got cigarette on each arm She's got the lily-white cavity crazes She's got a carborator tied to the moon Pink eyes looking to the food of the ages She's alone in the new po

Walking' back to the burning' schoolhouse And the kids drinking' in the park Late at night and the spirit moves me And I don't mind being' afraid Old man with no clot

It's a cold ass fashion When she stole my passion It's an everlasting It's a ghetto blasting On the wonder wheel I let my thunder peel I made an effort to get just what I des

Today has been a f'ed-up day Today has been a f'ed-up day Today has been a f'ed-up day Looks like tomorrow’s be the same old day Today has been a f'ed-up day Today has

She got the soul Yeah, she got's the soul And she got's the soul Now, she got some soul She got a finger snap With the lit cigarette On my birthday cake And she's the k

I'm totally confused...by you I'm totally confused...by you Ten-foot man, making my lunch You'll never understand I want you so much And I never never want it And I never

When they beat On a broken guitar And on the streets They reek of tropical charms The embassies lie in hideous shards Where tourists snore and decay When they dance in a reptile blaze Y

[Speaking:] (...A story I wanna pass on to you that I think is...has meant a lot to me. He said, "Ed, you have no control over the past. It's a canceled check. You have no control over th

[Neighbor 1:] "Come on, motherf-er. Put your clothes on, come on. Asshole!" [Neighbor 2:] "You lousy puke!" [Neighbor 3:] "F--k you!" [Neighbor 2:] "Why don&#

[Intro is spoken over someone speaking in French and English:] (I'm an alien from another sphere. The thing I like about the earth is the range of colors -- fantastic to mundane, brilliant to

Some days we get a thrill in our brains Some days it turns into malaise You see your face in the veneer Reflected on the surface of fear Because you know that we’re better than that But some days we’r

These withered hands Have dug for a dream Sifted through sand And leftover nightmares Over the hill A desolate wind Turns s--t to gold And blows my soul crazy The end O the end We

here\'s a destination a little up the road From the habitations and the towns we know A place we saw the lights turn low With the jig-saw jazz and the get-fresh flow Pulling out jives and jamboree

Come on now, bread and butter No one knows a better mother She's the guy who kills the sky Burns the night out when she goes away She's the boat in the sewer She's the old

(One more time..) I was born in this hotel Washing' dishes in the sink Magazines and free soda Trying hard not to think Lay it on to the dawn Everything we done is wrong I'

When I was born, lot's of people saying I looked like a dead man But to them there was no kindness And so I came into the world With my hands in my jacket Made a whole lot of racket

Go back home Bury my load Yellow cat Laying' flat on the road It's been so long Since I've been gone Ziplock bag Holding' my comb