Тексты песен «Beck»

"Que Onda Guero" See the vegetable man in the Vegetable van with the horn that's honking Like a mariachi band in the middle of the street People gather around put a dollar in the can Ay wey, que onda? tj...

Que onda guero? Que onda Jose? See the vegetable man In the vegetable van With a horn that's honking Like a mariachi band In the middle of the street People gather around Put the dollar-dollar-dollar in the can...

Que' onda Jose? Que' onda Jose? See the vegetable man In the vegetable van With a horn that's honking Like a mariachi band In the middle of the street People gather around Put the dollar-dollar-dollar in the...

Here we go, 1 2 3 4 There's nothing left to hide You can see it in my eyes Oh I've tried to be who I thought you wanted And if it's all a lie The truth's not far behind We could try to live right for the moment...

You've been so long Your blind eyes are gone Your old bones are on their own So take off your coat Put a song in your throat Let the dead-beats pound all around We will go Nowhere we know We don't have to talk at all...

You've been so long Your blind eyes are gone Your old bones are on their own So take off your coat Put a song in your throat Let the dead-beats pound all around We will go Nowhere we know We don't have to talk...

An open road where I can breathe Where the lowest low is calling to me I can pull myself back up back down Stuck together like a readymade And nobody knows where we been Canceled rations are running thin Watches...

well I just got put down in the ashes of an asphalt town black debris, the burned out trees blows out over the sunken seas somewhere far along singing a regular song dead machines, frozen dreams they don't bother me at...

Hey now, girl, what's the matter with me? We're on a back road, driving to sea Straight as a razor, kicking up dust Digging through ditches and falling to rust Taking me far Far as a rental car can go Yeah yeah...

Hey now, girl, what's the matter with me? We're on a back road, driving to sea Straight as a razor, kicking up dust Digging through ditches and falling to rust Taking me far Far as a rental car can go Yeah yeah...

make a perfect replica of your life cut the paper with exacto knife tape it up tape it up it's good to have in your room i'm so tired don't know where to begin it's so unreal it's all i know it's magical...

[slowed down:] Ummm...My throat muscles are completely shredded You tell no one 'bout Barney leaning on you dirty pictures False faces Bloody wallet Ripped out your heart Put on my clothes No one'll want you...

We don't have to worry Life goes where it does Faster than a bullet From an empty gun Turn yourself over Loose change we could spend Grinding down diamonds Round, round, round the bend People pushing harder Up against...

rowboat row me to the shore she don't wanna be my friend no more she dug a hole in the bottom of my soul she don't wanna be my friend no more pick me up give me some food to eat in your truck goin' no place I'll be...

by the dried up stream we slit our throats and dreamed but when the building's burned was there some concerned mother laid in bed what was it she said? gather all your worldly jewels and scatter them like fools don't...

Tell me where you want me to go if I'm gone then I'll get there soon tell me what you want me to be if I've been there split in two tell me what you want me to say then I'll put my tongue away tell me what you want me...

I was born in a landslide In the jungle land I can play a piano With a funeral hand Ooh salt in the wound, making me blue Ooh salt in the wound, play me a tune Worked on a railroad Slept on a cot If you got...

Satan gave me a taco and it made me really sick the chicken was all raw and the grease was mighty thick the rice was all rancid and the beans were so hard I was getting kinda dizzy eatin' all the lard there was aphids...

Can't you hear those cavalry drums Hijacking your equilibrium Midnight hags in the mausoleum Where the pixilated doctors moan Carnivores in the Kowloon night Breathing freon by the candlelight Coquettes bitch slap...

oh say can you see big long limosine with a bongo player in the back yeah, we're smoking a cigar we set a hot...