Deadweight

Beck · Other Songs - Beck

On a highway,unpaved, goin' my way

You're so alone today

Like a ghost town I've found

There's no relief,no slat in the sea

Is it true what they say? You can't behave

You gamble your soul away

Measuring your dreams

Oh this life seems like the gristle of lonliness



Don't let the sun catch you cryin'

Don't let the sun catch you cryin'



Like an ice age,nice days on your way

Sipping the golden dregs

On a rip tide, freaks ride

Sleep inside a parasite's appetite

Oh say can't you see?

The chemistry,the parasites the cleanup fee

Death leather hands,recycled cans

get well cards to the hostage vans



Don't let the sun catch you cryin'

Don't let the sun catch you cryin'



You're a deadweight,ride straight

On your way

Sunk in the midnight shade

Skies burn,eyes turn

Learning to counterfeit their disease

In this town where we roam

We bluff our souls on canteen patios

We drink the greatest draft

The music drags

The music drags

The music drags



Don't let the sun catch you cryin'

Don't let the sun catch you cryin'