Ramshackle

Beck · Odelay [1996]

You've been so long

Your blind eyes are gone

Your old bones are on their own



So take off your coat

Put a song in your throat

Let the dead-beats pound all around



We will go

Nowhere we know

We don't have to talk at all

Hand me downs

Flypaper towns

Stuck together

One and all



The bargains you drag

Buckets and bags

And all your belongings



Your trains in the sand

Ramshackle land

Let the rats watch the races



We will go

Nowhere we know

'Til we find our one and all

Hand me downs

Flypaper towns

Stuck together

One and all



Praises get spent

Your trick face is bent

Pigsties and prizes



'cos there's no kind of wealth

You're shooting yourself

You leave yourself behind



We will go

Nowhere we know

'Til we find our one and all

Your hand me downs

Flypaper towns

Stuck together

One and all