Beck Lyrics Ipsum

'cause it's squalid and it's solid and it's adults with cordless personalities all my days i had moldy bread and i realized i was in a rock video and i threw it away and i woke up on the ceiling and i'm eatin' with my fingers and i've been lookin' for a good time and say you knew me way back when and the target is an empty wall and their faces jade the strain and threw me in their van. 'cause it don't taste so good 'til you feel safe in his arms aggot on your sleeve alcohol leavin' me dry alcohol please give me some and it's a strange invitation and syphilis patients on brochure vacations and take them down and the dance floor's full and the junkyard piles and the lands on up ahead and this is not a game or test and tightening above the buckles and you've taken for granted.

'couldn't let myself to go a dead ditch waiting for to bury my load a letter being written on a torso a zoo for humans all my life i been talkin' fast already dead to me now, already dead to me now amen.....bazookas and fisticuffs medicating in porches an open road where i can breathe and do the things that you should and get me a blanket and a chair and i just started wanting to see you dead. and i passed out in manure and i've tasted the fodder of a saccharine ending and it's a strange invitation and run-on sentences and the background birds, take a flight from the earth and the courage was sublime, pantomime and they're safe from any harm and this riff raff ain't laughing with them and you...uh, there's mascara bleeding out of your eyes.

'cause it's squalid and it's solid and it's 'cause the wind that is blowing all my days i had moldy bread and one by one and she got old fast and never did what she wanted and the girls don't talk when i'm around and the roof is falling down on my brain and the show was whimsical and sublime and you're doin' it there at the sky, it's burnin' in the rear view mirror. A perfunctory prescription a traveling man with a trippin' hand a treasury you can't afford all her boyfriends wanted to be dentists and he slammed the boxcar door and i know i'm gonna make her die and i tell how the people and i won all the awards and point it out with the dark sunglasses and the bandages are the same and the night's just begun and the rain's too plain to tell and you wait at the light and watch for a sign that you're breathing and your umbrella was a tangled mess.