Тексты песен «Beck»

I've been drifting along in the same stale old shoes Loose ends tying a noose in the back of my mind If you thought that you were making your way To where the puzzles and pagans lay I'll put it together, it's a strange...

sucker without a brain nothin to do again step into the street like the man on a flying trapeze here comes that bus right into your face now you're flying now you're flying home isn't it just like a dream sirens and...

I saw her, yea I saw her With a black tongue tied round the roses A fist pounding on a vending machine Toy diamond ring stuck on her finger With a noose she could hang from the sun And point it out with the...

Haven't got a lot to learn And my eyes they stray again Looking for a satellite In the rays of heaven again There's no other ending Sunday sun Yesterday is ending Sunday sun Jealous minds walk in a line And their...

Bless the scepter The genius too Shit the eagle Don't be cruel My little sunchild My blinding sun Stab my power With everyone Supergolden black sunchild Slice the mango The drooling fool Flare the nostril...

bless the scepter the genius too shit the eagle don't be cruel my little sunchild my blinding sun stab my power with everyone supergolden black sunchild slice the mango the drooling fool flare the nostril feeling...

touch me on the inside with a finger full of famine wanna get you on the sofa later; wanna shake and bake me? bucket full of blood got you on my mind gonna break my face on the sweet sunshine bucket full of blood...

I got a room down in Hollywood rent was cheap it was this rooming house there was an old man who lived in the room next to me we shared a bathroom in the hall stare at me through a crack in the door day I moved in I was...

I got a room down in Hollywood the rent was cheap, the street was cool but there was an old man who lived right next to me he was so wretched he ate up everything the day I moved in I got weird feelings I played my...

Space ships can't tame the jungle And I feel like I'm giving in We've been drivin' through a desert Looking for a life to call our own I push, I pull The days go slow into a void we filled with death And noise that...

Space ships can't tame the jungle And I feel like I'm giving in We've been drivin' through a desert Looking for a life to call our own I push, I pull The days go slow into a void we filled with death And noise...

Space ships can't tame the jungle And I feel like I'm giving in We've been drivin' through a desert Looking for a life to call our own I push, I pull The days go slow into a void we filled with death And noise that...

I got the fucked up blues I got the fucked up blues Lord what can you do About the fuckin' fucked up blues Well the beans have been bakin' Upon the camel's hump Like a voodoo curse in an old lady's purse...

I got the fucked up blues I got the fucked up blues lord what can you do about the fuckin fucked up blues well the beans have been baking upon the camel's hump like a voodoo curse in an old lady's purse confetti on my...

Put your hands on the wheel Let the golden age begin Let the window down Feel the moonlight on your skin Let the desert wind Cool your aching head Let the weight of the world Drift away instead These day I barely get...

They know it's ?? This ?? blindfold When she crawls from the Himalayan rain Where the birds of prey are weapons on fire She's ridin' a landslide down to me Gettin' the desert under me Shakin' the dead birds from...

Ahhh The information is ravenous The ticker tape feeds the mind Looking for a lost transmission A heaven that we left behind When the information comes We'll know what we're made from And the skyline rising Highrise...

(distorted repeated background theme: "Barukh Atah Adonai Eloheinu Melekh ha-Olam") (spoken) That's the holiday... that's the Hanukkah robot funk (ba-rum-pa-pum-pum uh.) Right about now... gonna drop some...

She\'s got cigarette on each arm She\'s got the lilly-white cavity crazes She\'s go a carborator tied to the moon Pink eyes looking to the food of the ages She\'s alone in the new pollution She\'s alone in the new...

Walkin' back to the burnin' schoolhouse And the kids drinkin' in the park Late at night and the spirit moves me And I don't mind bein' afraid Old man with no clothes Leanin' on my fence Tell me where the money goes And...