Тексты песен «Beck»

Come on, motherfucker. Put your clothes on, come on You lousy puke Fuck you!!! Why don't you call your mommy? You're a fucking drunk !!! Yeah, I'm a fucking drunk !!! Come on, motherfucker !!! but you're a lousy...

From: Mellow Gold Song: Truckdriving Neighbors Downstairs [AUTHOR'S NOTE:] This was done in a fit of bordem on day, when I should have been doing my homework (OK, whatever). Some of this might not be right, mainly...

Turn, turn away From the sound of your own voice Calling no one Just a silence Learn to see around the edge Follow the avalanche Turn away Hold, hold the line That fixes you in time Keeps you under Takes you...

(Beck speaking:) [ya know how it is it's like, my lady's gone, y'know... I just let my twig fly in the wind you know it's like the branch broken it's like, I let my twig fly in the wind sometimes I need a little...

--> Drive to the night Far as it goes Away from the daylight Into the afterglow Somewhere unforgiven Time will wait for you Down on the street Just let the engine run 'Til there's nothing left...

well if it ain't your time to go then you'd better stay put for now cuz everybody's gotta do their time until it's time and if it ain't broken, then break it and say you knew me way back when we're fools, we're fools...

baby I can't make it straight my boots got stuck and I can't wait you're the one who's got no tongue look and see which way it's run man alive, I can't drive my two-bit cares away obituaries I seen right through...

I just got put down in the ashes of a backwash town black debris, the burned-out trees blows out over the sunken seas somewhere far along singin' the regular song dead machines, frozen dreams it's a state where I belong...

See me comina?? to town with my soul Straight down out of the world with my fingers Holding onto the devil I know All my troubles, I'll hang on your trigger Take your eyes and your mind from the road Shoot your...

I've been walking on These streets so long I don't know Where they're Calling me anymore But I think I must have seen a ghost I don't know If it's my illusions That keep me alive I don't know what I see Was...

All around the water tank, waitin' for a train A thousand miles away from home, sleeping in the rain I walked up to the brakeman, just to give him a line of talk He said if you've got money, I'll see that you don't walk...

I'm an alien from another sphere. The thing I like about the earth is the range Of colors. Fantastic to mundane. Brilliant to dull. As I was penetrating the Ozone, I perchanced to notice the orange peel-like Quality...

Waking light, it grew from the shadow Brace yourself to the morning low Night is gone, long way turning You've waited long enough to know When the memory leaves you Somewhere you can't make it home When the morning...

Some days we get a thrill In our brains Some days it turns into malaise See a face In the rear view mirror Reflecting On the surface of fear Because you know I'm never better Than that Some days are worse...

Send a telegram Tell me your thoughts I want to live for a day And the way that we lost But a ?? under the train Got crissed not crossed Left the keys in the car So the legs have to walk Desert terrain and the wayward...

these withered hands have dug for a dream sifted through sand and leftover nightmares over the hill a desolate wind turns shit to gold and blows my soul crazy the end o the end we live again o i grow weary...

There's a destination a little up the road From the habitations and the towns we know A place we saw the lights turn low With the jig-saw jazz and the get-fresh flow Pulling out jives and jamboree handouts Two...

There\'s a destination a little up the road From the habitations and the towns we know A place we saw the lights turn low The jig-saw jazz and the get-fresh flow Pulling out jives and jamboree handouts Two turntables...

at the theater, I did meet her and the show was whimsical and sublime I'm in tatters, nothing matters til I grasp a big disaster like a mime she's got the squeegee on the ouija she can squeeze me, she can please me...

come on now, bread and butter no one knows a better mother she's the guy who kills the sky burns the night out when she goes away she's the boat in the sewer she's the old man with manure rockin all night like a drum...