Beck Lyrics Ipsum

Cause i like her like the world and a hundred-dollar bill and a voice that was singin' underneath the window and i don't know if we're dead or what the fuck and i like pianos in the evening sun and i made them join my game and shook the blues out of your hair and some of them gay and the rain it comes and floods our lungs and there's a giant chicken claw above your head.

'cause you're shinin' way too bright 'til you feel safe in his arms 14 miles away from a landfill grave a perfect, stupid, cardboard reject a treasury you can't afford a ziploc bag, a pelican bone all i can take from these scars is hope all the battlements are empty and a hundred dollar bill and a taco in my jeans and after i was done and drained and gone and filtered back into the system and he led twelve away and he's talking to me and i don't mind bein' afraid and i feel like i'm giving in and i know i'm gonna make her die and marry a man in shame and now i'm limpin' all over when i feel your touch and put 'em in clear plastic ziplock bags and she thought i was a freak and some mayonnaise, and a mermaid and the breezes of the seasons and the show was whimsical and sublime and there's weight-loss pills and you just sittin' there aw yeah...people gettin' so busy...aw yeah yeah aw, i feel like a piece of shit.

A night that's so blue a place we saw the lights turn low a town of disrespect, the trains are wrecked a ziploc bag, a pelican bone ain't no fire in the pan and after i was done and all your belongings and get me a blanket and a chair and i clapped my brittle hands and i just wanted, wanted to kill someone. and i won all the awards and i'll send it to you and it's flamin' like a steak and make all the big boys scream and my shoes worn out and used and my soul's just a silhouette and talk to your devils and the flapjacks will flap back off the ceiling onto my head and there's nothing i wouldn't talk about and there's nowhere else to go and you're doin' it there armor and shield.