| 1. Beck - Blackhole |
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Windy Windy Looking for a better home Gotta be Gotta be Running out of light bulbs Crowded Crowded Open to a waste can Yellow car Yellow car Better...
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| 2. Beck - Send A Message To Her |
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Get up son hit you head like a drum weeds are all grown in vain too much time I got too much time living in a waste of space take yourself don't...
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| 3. Beck - Broken Train |
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The snipers are passed out In the bushes again I'm glad I got my suit dry-cleaned Before the riots started Cuz there's only rehashed faces On the...
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| 4. Beck - Clap Hands |
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I'll clap my hands along, and rattle on like a vagabond I'll rip my uniform, and bend the floor to the early mornin' I'll shake your dollar bill, and...
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| 5. Beck - Fax Machine Anthem |
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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...
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| 6. Beck - Still Missing |
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I prayed heaven today Would bring its hammer down on me And pound you out of my head I can't think with you in it I dragged all that I owned Down...
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| 7. Beck - Chain Reaction |
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Coming thru The barracdes cutting the lines The red lights going round Like insanity sirens The end of the galaxy The middle of the road Where the...
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| 8. Beck - Beercan |
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Alcohol on my hands I got plans To ditch myself and get outside Dancing women Throwing plates Decapitating their laughing dates Swirling chickens...
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| 9. Beck - Blackfire Choked Our Death |
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Lightning burned the fields Black fire choked our breath We huddled in the kitchen Sand poured through the walls We looked to one another The...
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| 10. Beck - Magic Stationwagon |
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Put my bony fingers on my sliding coffin Drag upon the rag It's a thing we gotta do Kill my inspiration Drowning in your Stationwagon Pushing like a...
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| 11. Beck - Bogus Soul |
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Fuckin' on my, fuckin' on my floor Fuckin' off Fuckin' talkin' to me Fuckin' talkin' to me Oh! And I won't, and I tell how the people They want my...
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| 12. Beck - Bottle Of Blues |
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Fuckin trees with the pumpkin pie! I just found me a bottle of blues Some strange comfort for a soul to soothe Ain't it hard Ain't it hard, To want...
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| 13. Beck - Ship In A Bottle |
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When I called you in the morning You were struggling for sense You were journeying through memories so vicious You made all your dying wishes come...
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