Beercan

Beck · Mellow Gold [1994]

Alcohol on my hands, I got plans to ditch myself and get outside

Dancing women throwing plates, decapitating their laughing dates

Swirling chickens caught in flight, out of focus and much to bright

Coming down, shiny teeth, game show suckers trying to breathe

But I got a drug and I got the bug and I got something better than love

How you like me now? Pretty good

Going on, feeling strong



I quit my job blowing leaves, telephone bills up my sleeves

Choking like a one man dustball, freedom rock slimeball talking in code

We went down, lit up the shack, grabbed me a beer out of the sack

Everybody bent over twice, painting the walls, throwing some dice

Leaping up into the air getting juiced up beyond belief

And they were singin' like this!



Winos throwing frisbees at the sun, burnt my soul between the bun

Now I'm wounded, now I'm drunk, now I'm runnin' like a flaming pig

Oh yeah, scraping off the attitude, old man eating all my food

Don't be kind, don't be rude, just shake your boots

And let it all get loose

Oh yeah, my goodness



Fluffy clouds, lovely rainbows

I'm sad, a soft and snuggly place

Fluffy clouds, I'm sad and unhappy...yppahnu dna das



Winos throwing frisbees at the sun, burnt my soul between the bun

Now I'm wounded, now I'm drunk, now I'm runnin' like a flaming pig

Oh yeah, scraping off the attitude, old man eating all my food

Don't be kind, don't be rude, just shake your boots

And let it all get loose



Oh yeah, I like it like that

Oh that is cold

Somebody put a flamethrower on that

Uh-huh, oh my goodness!

Take me down to the depot

Somebody put me down on the bus

Oh yeah, I like it like that

Somebody burn me a plate of sassafrass

Oh yeah...