Beck Lyrics Ipsum

'cause you're shinin' way too bright a borrowed dime in different light a final curse a thousand grizzled nerves hangin' loose at the end all alone by a barren well and dragged that thing away and drained and gone and everything's perfect and everything's bright and how am i supposed to live with that and i am not a bone and i don't know what state i'm in and i get caught up and i learn to be what fights against me and it's marked upon their faces and the flapjacks will flap back off the ceiling onto my head and the junkyard piles and the rain's too plain to tell and there must have been some pickles and they're helpless and forgetting in the background saying nothing and when the sun is down animals with bananas anonymous calls at the dancin' children at the great hair on her shoulders autopilot drivers.

'cause everybody knows 'cause we're on the good ship a paradise ambassador all a mirage gone bad? all my friends all my troubles'll hang on your trigger all of my feelings and he looks to the clouds, all pink and disheveled and i killed my last relation and i realized i was in a rock video and i really don't think that i know what to do and one by one and the flapjacks will flap back off the ceiling onto my head and the guitar tuners and the pussy galore song and they're safe from any harm and when the sun is down and you stare into space trying to discern what to say now animals with bananas as he pulled out an uzi we turned and hauled ass.

'cause there's only rehashed faces 'cause we're on the good ship all the dudes with banjos all the things they said would happen to you and a voice that was singin' underneath the window and get me a blanket and a chair and he called adam by his name and he led twelve away and i smoked a lot of heroin and i take all and grin at my future on the way and i won all the awards and i've been lookin' for my shadow and it stands just where i've set and the food don't taste the same and the free hair growing on his sandwich and there's a giant chicken claw above your head and they were singing like this and they're helpless and forgetting in the background saying nothing animal frequencies pinching deodorized nerves at the great hair on her shoulders.