Beck Lyrics Ipsum

'cause it don't taste so good a hangman's rope a sick stolen gift alcohol please give me some and filtered back into the system and i ate every one and i bought some coffee and i've been like this before and knives tryin' to see her and there ain't nothin' like the real artificial and there must have been some bagels.

'cause it's lonely here all of the people now and get me a blanket and a chair and i just started wanting to punch your face, and i opened up the taco stand and i'm eatin' with my fingers and it's marked upon their faces and just to spread the leg on the cracker and off his melting jaw and this is kind of a stupid song you write when you're unemployed and you stare into space trying to discern what to say now as i crawled out the window with my shadow on the spoon.

Chinatown late-night meals a chain link wind a diamond in the sleaze a final curse a house of disrepute, the dust of opiates a state i dearly love a throwaway from an open grave abandoned hearse aching up their slavery smoke ahhhhhhhhhh and i am so long waiting and i cannot believe and i don't know what state i'm in and i drank all the beer and i got on the school bus and i heard of that japanese girl and i'm lowering all my disappointments and i've been lookin' for a new friend and i've been lookin' for my shadow and i've been waiting for a year, a day and if it's meant some accident, some coincidence and nobody knows where we been and the background birds, take a flight from the earth and the big radio sound is pumping up and down and the girls don't talk when i'm around and the women, all runnin' around and your sister as they pulled you out.