Canceled Check

Beck · Mutations [1998]

I hate to do this

But you're a pain in the neck

I thought you knew this

You're handing me a canceled check



You're so helpless

Your girlfriends think you're a saint

I'll give you a quarter

I'll keep my judgements to myself



And I get caught up in the moonlight

Reaching out for a rotten egg

I don't want to beg

It's crystal clear your time is nearly gone



Count your blessings

And do the things that you should

O the has-beens

Never had it so good



Stormy weather

The kids are making a racket

In the wilderness

The wild lives are so mild



And I get caught up in the moonlight

Reaching out for a rotten egg

I don't want to beg

It's crystal clear your time is nearly gone



And I get caught up in the moonlight

Reaching out for a rotten egg

I don't want to beg

It's crystal clear your time is nearly gone