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'

Deadweight

Beck's "Deadweight" stands as a defining track from his 1994 album *Odelay*, a work that redefined alternative rock by blending hip-hop, funk, and electronic elements. The song features the distinctive vocal performance of the late rapper MC Ren, whose delivery anchors the track's rhythmic complexity. Released during the height of the "Goo Goo Dolls" era, the recording exemplifies the eclectic sonic palette that characterized *Odelay*, which became a cultural touchstone for the mid-90s indie scene. The track's fusion of genres and its raw, unpolished production style influenced a generation of artists who sought to break down barriers between rock and hip-hop. As a staple of Beck's discography, "Deadweight" remains a powerful example of the collaborative spirit and musical experimentation that defined his career at that pivotal moment.