Beck Lyrics Ipsum

'cause he's lookin in the phonebook for your number and your name 'cause i'm in need of a good hot meal 'cause you got a thing 'til they fall down and deflate a paradise ambassador a song that will last all night and for the rest of our lives and he led twelve away and i bought some coffee and i like pianos in the evening sun and i stomped and i stormed and i tell how the people and if it ain't your time to go and my chevrolet terraplane and something is vacant when i think it's all beginning and the great big, big, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful eyes... and the night's just begun and the skyline rising and the time is runnin low and they're safe from any harm and tightening above the buckles and when our eyes did meet and when this replica begins to look cheap and your ten inch stump.

'cause all my cash was lent 'cause it feels like i'm watching something dying about the fuckin' fucked up blues and i cannot believe and i'm outta my mind and make all the b boys scream and this is not a game or test.

A borrowed dime in different light all dressed in rag and bones and he set it on fire in the kitchen sink and he's youthless and pretending with his bare hands holding nothing and his eyes are goin' blind and his hair is turnin' white and so i came into the world with my hands in my jacket.