Beck Colors

I’ll find you and go right through walls we made

I see you, I need you every day

It’s nothing, it’s your life

I don’t know why, can’t get what I want

But I keep, I keep trying

Found our way through the lost years

Now the day brings it all here

“All the colors, see the colors

Feel the colors”, she says

See it in your eyes

“All the colors, see the colors

Feel the colors

Tell me, do you feel alive?”

I’ve got all the love you need

I’ve got all the love you need

Keep it with you

I don’t have the time to wait

I don’t have the time to way

I need to see you

Got it all under control

Got it all under control

You can’t hear me

Now it only hurts to know

Now it would only hurt to know

When you don’t need me

You don’t need me

Found our way

Now the day brings it all here

“All the colors, see the colors

Feel the colors”, she says

“See it in your eyes

All the colors, see the colors

Feel the colors

Tell me, do you feel alive? “

Beck Mutherfuker

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 ‘11.6.45’

It’s uhh November 6th, 1945 and we … went up to …

and uhh, back to the house and watched MTV … and playin’ Pac-Man …

it’s all really gross and all the kids were diseased …

giant airplanes, uh, crashing underneath … electro-magnetic fuse …

guys with flamethrowers … melting … taco trucks were crashed…

there was sausage meat all over the … Sasquatch was eating a burrito

Beck Dead Wild Cat

I’m sitting on an embankment on a highway going through rural Georgia…

and there was a dead wild cat and a bottle of beer that had been…

that had never been opened… and I drank the beer

Beck I’ve Seen The Land Beyond

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 horse is turning red

And the tongues will burn in vain

And everything will feel the same

There’s no patience there’s no peace

I have seen the land beyond

Where the gravestones never cease

I have seen the the land beyond

Through the troubles of years

The heavenly apparition appears

And we’re haunted by our own minds

And the spirit comes in the disguise

[Background voice:] (With no eyes)

From these shores where we belong

I have seen the the land beyond

I’ll be there and I’ll be gone

I have seen the the land beyond

Beck Ship In A Bottle

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 live without love, by and by

But that’s not living that’s just time

Going by

Going by

My love

Another ship in a bottle

It’s got no place to sail

See your waves getting darker every hour

The stars have lost their power in the sky

But I know you’re gonna try

To live without love, by and by

but that’s not living that’s just time

Going by

Going by

My love

Beck Electric Music And The Summer People

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…

Lets don’t be, like everyone else

With the one trip rooms,

And the halfway house

Big black drums,

Beating the night,

Running away… that’s what I like!

Seasons are turning’,

Villages burning’,

Convalescents

Open their presents

Wandering’ children

Ready and willing’…

Beggars and lightweights

Harness the highways

Lets don’t be, like everyone else

With the one trip rooms,

And the halfway house

Big black drums,

Beating the night,

Running away… that’s what I like!

Abandoned coal mine,

We’ll have a good time

Red tape rivals,

Recycling bibles

Lets don’t be, like everyone else

With the one trip rooms,

And the halfway house

Big black drums,

Beating the night,

Running away… that’s what I like!

Beck Heart Is A Drum

Free as a driving wheel

Circling around your iron will

See only what you feel

Keeps you turning when you’re standing still

You tried to run from trouble when it comes

You follow the drum keeping time with everyone

High as the light of day

You’re falling down across your lost highway

Pain – does it hurt this way?

To come so far to find they’ve closed the gates?

You’ve lost your tongue when you fall from the pendulum

Your heart is a drum keeping time with everyone

Everyone, if they drown from the undertow

Need to find someone to show me how to play it slow

And just let it go

Your eyes get stung by the rays of the sinking sun

You follow the drum keeping time with everyone

Going beat beat beat, it’s beating me down

Beat beat beat beat, it’s beating me down

Day after day, it’s turning me round

‘Til all my days are drowning out

Beck 1000BPM

Electronic actors and astromagnetic

Corrupted files from galactical planets

Writing interplanet code

Thoughts get transported

From neanderthal skulls

Digital food malls

Telemarketing people

With cellular headsets on their skulls

Selling you wisdom

From a plexiglass prism

Biochemical jism

Hits you with its rhythm

They act like Earth

Was a terrestial prison

A zoo for humans

Put their cities into ruins

Now we can feel what we’re doing

We move the stratosphere in plastic

When you’re out alive, spastic

What else can the dust try to tell us?

Comin’ to you

One thousand beats per minute

Comin’ to you

One thousand beats per minute

Comin’ to you

One thousand beats per minute

Comin’ to you

One thousand beats per minute

Categorizing in a crash

Taking pictures

And a backstage pass

Gasoline on fire

Tried to pull off this mask

But there was really a face

Which I just read from a plan

Security cameras strapped to his back

Fulfilled prescriptions, antidotes

Media in a quarantined submission

Consultants with remote souls

Unanimous votes

Portions of the proceeds

Go to chain store victims

In the midget conditions

With remodeled kitchens

Comin’ to you

One thousand beats per minute

Comin’ to you

One thousand beats per minute

Comin’ to you

One thousand beats per minute

Comin’ to you

One thousand beats per minute

Beck Qué Onda Guero

See the vegetable man in the

Vegetable van with the horn that’s honking

Like a mariachi band in the middle of the street

People gather around put a dollar in the can

Ay wey, qué onda? tj cowboys hang around

Sleeping on the side walk with a burger king

Crown never wake them up mas cerveza till

The rooster crows vatos vergallos

Qué onda guero?

Qué onda guero?

Mano blancos roll with crowbars sing

Rancheras on cheap guitars abuelitas with

Plastic bags walking to church with their

Spanish candles dirty boracho says “qué putas?

Andelay joto, your popsicles melting”

Run better run da doo run run in the midnight sun

Guero where you going? Qué onda guero?

Rampart boys with loaded rifles guatemalan

Soccer ball instant replays mango ladies

Vendedoras at a bus stop

Sing a banda macho chorus

Qué onda guero?

A donde

Vayas?