Beck Lyrics Ipsum

'cause one's got a weasel and the other's got a flag 'cause when our eyes did meet 'til the yard is all clean a gambler's purse lays on the road a house of disrepute, the dust of opiates airbrushed memories strewn like pamphlets into fifth mississippis alcohol please give me some all banged and blown and disconnect all the connections and everything will feel the same and gimme some weight-loss pills and he led twelve away and his eyes are goin' blind and his hair is turnin' white and i don't know if we're dead or what the fuck and i got on the school bus and i know i'm gonna steal her eye and i know that i'm dealing and it stands just where i've set and it's pointin' at the door and she's meditating with the devil. and the cigarettes were smoking by themselves and the stance i took on that and their gasoline hormones animal frequencies pinching deodorized nerves at the service station.

. 'cause it's squalid and it's solid and it's 'cause there's nobody there 'cause we're on the good ship aitakute waraenai hibi wa all the way and drained and gone and i passed out in your dorm and she got's the soul and the band playin' down below and their tongues are full of heartless tales and there must have been some fries anything should make you happy.

'cause there's no kind of wealth and i killed my last relation and i really don't think that i know what to do and i won't ? and i'm reaching my threshold and my bags are waiting in the next life and say you knew me way back when and set up a whole new show and some macaroni, bricks and some telephone wires and the eyes goin' blind and your hair is turnin' white and the silverware's burnt and the sun don't shine and their faces jade the strain and with hearts to laugh.