Beck Lyrics Ipsum

'cause all my cash was lent 'cause my kneecaps are turnin' slightly brown 'cause the wind that is blowing 'cause they drag us down into the ruins ahh, so good alfonso giving me a backrub, 2pm laser vizzaginal rejuvenation all alone by a barren well and a hundred-dollar bill and all the toilets are overflowing and he lives on top and i don't know what state i'm in and i got on the school bus and i just started wanting to punch your face, and set up a whole new show and the beacon has no light and the rain's too plain to tell and there must have been some catfish and they raised up the axe and tomorrow is just another crazy scam and try to bang a flame out of the cinders you left behind and with hearts to laugh and you know i'm gonna make her die.

'cause nobody knows a life lived under glass ah yeah, weed-whack that thing ah, yeah and a voice that was singin' underneath the window and filtered back into the system and i just started wanting to punch your face. and i spent it to death and i'm lowering all my disappointments and off his melting jaw and phone calls from people in chicago and she dangles like a bottle and she thought i was a freak and storms up above and the courage was sublime, pantomime as i say reason i'm late on.

A final curse ahhhhhhhhhh all banged and blown all my days i got the grizzly worms and all and all it doesn't matter and all your hopes can be derailed and he wanna be your lover and i know i'm gonna make her die and i tell how the people and i went out on tour and i'm down with the deal and i'm feelin' bad even though nothing's wrong and my shiverin voice is singing and old fruit jars and storms up above and the great big, big, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful eyes... and you stare into space trying to discern what to say now and you've taken for granted and your talk about fashions that come crashin' in late at night are ringing in my ears as you're biting my sandwich at the service station.