Songs of the BECK

Earthquake Weather – Beck

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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

Sissyneck – Beck

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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

Will I Be Ignored By The Lord? – Beck

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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

Nicotine & Gravy – Beck

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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 crazy Her left eye is

Little One – Beck

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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

Painted Eyelids – Beck

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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 hour that passes Is

Readymade – Beck

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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

Diamond Bullocks – Beck

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That looks so new Offices and fountains That they named for you Dazzlements of accidents Rejoice their doom Harikaris spinning’ round the golden looms Girl you dream infections From

I Have Seen The Land Beyond – Beck

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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

Ramshackle – Beck

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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

Black Tambourine – Beck

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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 kill

Static – Beck

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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 tired And it’s

Hotwax – Beck

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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 the

Heartland Feeling – Beck

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(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…) [Steve Hanft

End of the Day – Beck

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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

Sexx Laws – Beck

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Hijacking your equilibrium Midnight hags in the mausoleum Where the pixilated doctors moan Carnivores in the Cowloon night Breathing freon by the candlelight Coquettes bitch slap you so polite

Outcome – Beck

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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

Lonesome Tears – Beck

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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

Cold Brains – Beck

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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 to the

Loser – Beck

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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

Lost Cause – Beck

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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’re a

Missing – Beck

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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

Send A Message To Her – Beck

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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

Sweet Sunshine – Beck

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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

Beercan – Beck

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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 too bright Coming

Milk & Honey – Beck

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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 Pouring down like money

Soul Sucking Jerk – Beck

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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

Steal My Body Home – Beck

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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’ for the pines Watch

Halo of Gold – Beck

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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

Lampshade – Beck

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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