Beck Sing It Again

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

Dead ends they won’t come to life anymore

I pledge the rest

I should have guessed

Your love was hanging by threads

Tongues tied under the moon,

My love is a room of broken bottles

And tangled webs

The misers wind their minds

Like clocks that grind their gears

On and on

And if it’s meant

Some accident

Some coincidence

Crumbs fall out of the sky

When you wander by

The dust clouds blow

Nobody’s home

Oh won’t you lay my bags

Upon on the funeral fire and sing it again

Oh won’t you lay my bags

Upon on the funeral fire and sing it again

Beck Debra

(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 that’s ripe for the picking’

I wouldn’t do you like that

Sanka chicken

‘Cause only you got a thing

That I just got to get with

I just got to get

Get with you

And you know what we’re gonna do

I wanna get with you (Oh girl)

And your sister

I think her name is Debra

I wanna get with you (Only you girl)

And your sister

I think her name is Debra

Girl, I only wanna be down with you

‘Cause you got something

That I just got to get with

I’ll pick you up late at night after work

I said lady, Step inside my Hyundai

I’m gonna take up to Glendale

Yeah

I’m gonna take you for a feel good meal

‘Cause when our eyes did meet

Girl, you know I was packing’ heat

Ain’t no use in wasting no time?

Getting to know each other

You know the deal

‘Cause only you got a thing

That I just got to get with

Got to get with

I just got to get with you girl

I wanna get with you (Only you Girl)

And your sister

I think her name is Debra

I wanna get with you (Girl yeah)

And your sister

I think her name is Debra (Ohhhh)

(Come on)

Oh lovely lady

Girl you drive me crazy

Crazy! (Oh girl)

And you sister

Debra

Yeah, you’re driving me crazy

Crazy (Oh)

Yeah

I got a little bit of sympathy for you girl

Yeah, ’cause I’m a, I’m a, full-grown man

Beck Round The Bend

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 harder

Up against themselves

Make their daggers sharper

Than their faces tell

Babe, its your time now

Loose change we could spend

Where we are going

Round, round, round the bend

Beck Mutherfukka

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 ill

Why don’t you break your face on my head

Everyone’s out to get you motherfucker

Everyone’s out to get you motherfucker

Total paranoia trying to annoy you

Everything i do is to try and fuck you up

Screwdrivers drillin’ and I was such a spasm

Dropped yourself on the situation, dude

Everyone’s out to get you motherfucker

Everyone’s out to get you motherfucker

Beck Replica

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’s all I need

This replica

I was the last to see me down on my knees

These antibodies learn to be the disease

And I learn to be what fights against me

We’ll make a replica, a place we can sleep

And we could live in a hollow tree

Grow up old and bury the sea

And when this replica begins to look cheap

I’d throw it out but now it’s home to me

It’s so unreal

It’s all I need

This replica

Build it up

Build it up

This replica

Now we build it up

Build it up

Build it up

Build it up

Build it up

Beck Super Golden Black Sunchild

Bless this scepter

The genius too

Shit the eagle

Don’t be cruel

My little sunchild

My blinding sun

Stab my power

Reap the reward

Supergolden black sunchild

Slice the mango

The drooling fool

Flare the nostril

Feeling cold

Sweating in the

Meadow of fate

Scratch me gently

Burning flame

Supergolden black sunchild

Beck Wow

Giddy up, giddy up

Giddy up, giddy up

Wanna move into a fool’s gold room

With my pools full of animals jewels

Of the rules that you choose to use to get loose

With the luminous moves

Bored of these limits, let me get, let me get it like

Wow!

It’s like right now

It’s like wow!

It’s like right, right now

It’s like wow!

It’s like right now

It’s like wow!

It’s like right now

Oh wow

It’s my life, your life

Live it once, can’t live it twice

So nice, so nice

Smooth like a tidal wave, take you on a getaway

My friends, your friends

Living every day like it’s just about to end

Now we’re pissin’ in the wind cause it’s so pine fresh

Right now

Yeah I, I wanna get it like

Wow!

It’s like right now

It’s like wow!

It’s like

Giddy up!

Wow!

It’s like right now

Wow!

Oh wow, it’s like right now

It’s your life

Falling like a hot knife

Call your wife; secular times, these times

My demon’s on the cell phone

To your demons, nothing’s even right or wrong

It’s irrelevant, elephant in the room goes boom

Standing on your lawn doin’ jiu jitsu

Girl in a bikini with the Lamborghini shih tzu

It’s your life

You gotta try to get it right

Look around, don’t forget where you came from

It’s just another perfect night

We’re gonna take it around the world

We’re gonna take it around the world

Ride these wild horses

Ride these wild horses

We’re gonna take it around the world

Like

Wow, wow, wow

Like

Giddy up!

Giddy up!

Wow!

Beck Turn Away

Turn turn away

From the sound of your own voice

Calling no one, just a silence

Run to see you at the edge

Fall off the avalanche

Turn away

Hold hold the light

That fixes you in time

Keeps you under

Takes you over the wall

That love divides between waking and slumber

Turn away

Turn turn away

From the weight of your own past

It’s magic for the devil

And betray the lack of change

Once you have spoken

Turn away

Beck Country Down

Oh country down

Where I found my proving ground

All along the floodline

Wheels are turning around

The hills roll out like centuries

Pass by without a sound

Just a mile outside of town

Down-river bound

Where the lemon-tea-sky fell down

A plot against your will

Is furrowed into your brow

Against your better judgment

It’s all behind you now

Just a mile outside of town

What’s the use

Of being found?

You can lose yourself

In some good ground

In the weeds hiding

Down the river right next door

There’s no frame around your picture

Just a view through my back door

Time evermore

You just found what you’re looking for

A tiger rose

Growing through your prison door

Reaching for sunlight

Can’t see it anymore

Just a mile from my back door

You could wake up on a lifeboat ‘neath the sun

On a ladder up to the sky

You’re standing on the lowest rung

Holding a lifeline

Using my best defense

Running in the undertow

I couldn’t fight against

Oh lay me down

Where we found my proving ground

All along the floodline

Waves are turning around

The hills roll out like centuries

Pass by without a sound

Just a mile outside of town

Beck Bottle Of Blues

Fuckin 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 you

And I’ve been waiting for a year, a day

Some strange weather must be blowing’ my way

Cause I got no mind to go or to stay,

Or be left behind

Holding’ hands with an impotent dream

In a brothel of fake energy

Put a nickel in the graveyard machine

I get higher and lower

I get higher and lower

Like a tired soldier

With nothing’ to shoot

And nowhere to lose

This bottle of blues

Egos drone

And pose alone

Like black balloons

All banged and blown

On a backwoods river

The infidels shiver

In the stench of belief

I tell my momma I’m a hundred years late

I’m over the rails

And out of the race

And the crippled psalms

Of an age that won’t thaw

Are ringing in my ears

Holding’ hands with an impotent dream

In a brothel of fake energy

Put a nickel in the graveyard machine

I get higher and lower

I get higher and lower

Like a tired soldier

With nothing’ to shoot

And nowhere dreams it’s a..

Bottle of blues

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 you

Holding’ hands with an impotent dream

In a brothel of fake energy

Put a nickel in the graveyard machine

I get higher and lower

I get higher and lower

Like a tired soldier

With nothing’ to shoot

And nowhere dreams it’s a..

Bottle of blues

Bottle of blues