Beck Lyrics Ipsum

'cause everybody knows death creeps in slow 'cause the wind that is blowing a borrowed dime in different light a hideous game vanishes in thin air a paradise ambassador a sight of perfect silence a slab of turkey neck and it's hangin' from a pigeon wing a throwaway from an open grave all dressed like vagabonds all of my feelings and a voice that was singin' underneath the window and he looks to the clouds, all pink and disheveled and he slammed the boxcar door and how can i new again and i ate every one and i broke out in a rash and i heard of that japanese girl and i'm down to the sound and it's hard to compete and the backwater's calling your name and the courage was sublime, pantomime and the drain is drawn and the drugs won't kill your day job, honey and the rain's too plain to tell and there must have been some bagels and they raised up the axe and when i say and your sister, debra are you a phantom detective? at the recreation center.

A bird of song ain't no use in wasting no time and all the roads are blocked off and all the walls are wearin' thin and i know i'm gonna steal her eye and i passed out in manure and just to spread the leg on the cracker and my clothes are starting to shrink and shops full of cold cuts and candy and their tongues are full of heartless tales and try to bang a flame out of the cinders you left behind are bent obscene.

'cause he's lookin in the phonebook for your number and your name a night that's so blue and a smile on my face, condominiums rising above and i passed out in your dorm and that aluminum crutch and the great big, big, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful eyes... and the telephones are down and this life it goes by fast and when our eyes did meet and your lingo coined from the sacrament of a casino are those clogs or platform shoes at the end of the night.