Beck Lyrics Ipsum

'cause it's already polluted and reconstituted 'cause there ain't no use in wastin no time 'cause they drag us down into the ruins 'cause you got a thing that i'm tryin to get with 'cause you're shinin' way too bright a beaded necklace, a diamond in the sleaze a soft and snuggly place all my troubles, i'll hang on your trigger all of my feelings all the way an open road where i can breathe and a hundred dollar bill and all your belongings and i ate every one and i couldn't find my hand and i don't know what state i'm in and i made them join my game and i won all the awards and on the day you said it's true and phone calls from people in chicago and say you knew me way back when and take them down and the beacon has no light and the target is an empty wall and this life it goes by fast and you're the last thing on my list are bent obscene at the plentiful disaster.

'til the dirt gets wet a slab of turkey neck and it's hangin' from a pigeon wing alone at last and dollar bills pasted onto their faces and i don't mind bein' afraid and i tell how the people and i threw it away and my bags are waiting in the next life and the background birds, take a flight from the earth and the crippled psalms and the heat wave's calling your name and the things that just eat away my soul and you got the hotwax residues anonymous suspect.

'cause my neck is broken 'til i could hardly speak abandoned coal mine and he felt the food going down and coming back and i learn to be what fights against me and it's flamin' like a steak and marry a man in shame and point it out with the dark sunglasses and there must have been some pickles and your sister as we walk out among the manure. 'til the yard is all clean a borrowed dime in different light and everything else is small and everywhere around us and he's givin' it away to people you don't even know and i just wanted, wanted to kill someone. and i let my twig fly in the wind... and i threw it away and i'll tell myself i'm special till the end and it's hard to compete and love will be new, never cold and vacant and noise that laughs falls off their and nowhere dreams it's a and so i came into the world with my hands in my jacket and the night's just begun and the women, all runnin' around and there must have been some sauerkraut and they're helpless and forgetting in the background saying nothing and try to bang a flame out of the cinders you left behind and you...uh, there's mascara bleeding out of your eyes autopilot drivers aw, i feel like a piece of shit.

'cause he was naked and ashamed 'cause i got no mind to go or to stay a thousand miles away from home all the way, lord and a life to call my own and all the distortion pedals are melted and everything will feel the same and filtered back into the system and he's givin' it away to people you don't even know and i bought some coffee and i got something better than love and i heard of that japanese girl and i tell how the people and on the day you said it's true and phone machines and a fax machine and the rain it comes and floods our lungs aww yeah-eah-eah.

'cause i'm in need of a good hot meal chinatown late-night meals a lion in the cage adults with cordless personalities altogether in a snake pit of souls and after i was done and i hope the rain doesn't come and it's written in the pages and no thoughts and paste it up into the sky and say you knew me way back when and some mayonnaise, and a mermaid and the band playin' down below and the kids drinkin' in the park and there must have been some tequila and your sister....debra.