Тексты песен «Beck»

I ain't got no inclination give away my sweet sensation sleepin in an old toolshed scumbag cryin' on his pillow when you wanna be with me, then we will see who's fuckin' with my head hey hey hey hey fuckin' with...

my friend picked me up about quarter past 5 we stopped and got some donuts and we took a little drive we had a can of nitrous, we rolled the windows up now we're breathin' deeply, breathin' deeply and there's a fume in...

My friend picked me up about quarter past five we stopped and got some donuts and we took a little drive had a can of nitrous, we rolled the windows up now we're breathing deeply, breathing deeply... and there's a fume...

Trying to hold Hold out for now With these ice caps Melting down With the transistor sound And my Chevrolet terraplane Going round, round, round Come a little gamma ray Standing in a hurricane Your brains are...

We like the boys With the bullet proof vests We like the girls With the cellophane chests We like to ride on executive planes We like to sit around and get real paid I know you really want it Cos your Daddy's...

tell my baby I'm gettin' home now tell my baby I'm gettin' home she don't need me I don't need me who's gonna need me? someone's cryin', somone's changin' someone's stayin' just the same she don't live here I don't...

Looking for my place on assembly lines Fake prizes rising out of the bomb holes Skeleton boys hyped up in purple Smoke rings blow from across the disco Make notes, burn like broken equipment Looking for shelter via...

Looking for my place on assembly lines Fake prizes rising out of the bomb holes Skeleton boys hyped up in purple Smoke rings blow from across the disco Make notes, burn like broken equipment Looking for shelter...

Looking for my place on assembly lines Fake prizes rising out of the bomb holes Skeleton boys hyped up in purple Smoke rings blow from across the disco Make notes, burn like broken equipment Looking for shelter...

See me comin' 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 mouth off...

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

See me comin' 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...

Off we go Yes I'm dreaming I've no idea You see Off we go Yes I'm dreamin Oh oh oh oh Gimmie All I want is to die So lonely oh oh oh oh Gimmie All day long So lonely Oh oh oh oh Gimmie Gimmie gimmie...

I saw her, yeah I saw her with her black tongue tied Round the roses Fist pounding on a vending machine Toy diamond ring stuck on her finger With a noose she can hang from the sun And put it out with her dark...

I saw her, yeah I saw her With her black tongue tied Round the roses Fist pounding on a vending machine Toy diamond ring, stuck on her finger With a noose she can hang from the sun And put it out with her dark...

you're just the girl of my dreams but it seems my dreams never come true you're just the girl of my dreams but it seems my dreams never come true I first met you down on lover's lane the birds were insane flapping all...

I'm comin over See me down at the station By the lane With my hands in my pocket Jingling a wish coin That I stole from a fountain That was drowning all the cares in the world When I get older Climbin up on the...

go where you want to do the things you feel walk around with a broken leg and a hundred dollar bill get yourself a pistol get yourself a dog stay up all night gettin drunk sleepin in a log walk 'til you're restless...

(voice of Woody Guthrie: I been robbed for cash and I been robbed on credit; woke up a lot of mornings, didn't even know where I was at. The hardest work I ever done is when I was trying to get myself a worried woman...

(this is song two on the album this is the album right here burn the album) Tonight the city is turned off Look at me, I'm wearing your shirt and it's burnt Dissentious morons are dissing you, dissing me Keeping the...