By Beck, Derelict
I dropped my anchor in the dead of night
I packed
By Beck, somethin's wrong cause my mind is fading,
and everywhere I look
By Beck, High 5!
High 5!
High 5!
High 5!
[sample]: C'mon on! 8! Everybody!
C'mon!
By Beck, It takes a backwash man to sing a backwashed song
Like
By Beck, I been drifting along in the same stale shoes
Loose ends
By Beck, AHHRRRRHHHH!!!
you only got one finger left,
and it's pointing at the
By Beck, The last survivor of a boiled crown
Another casualty with the
By Beck, Keep on truckin like a novacane hurricane
Blowin static on the
By Beck, You've been so long
Your blind eyes are gone
Your old bones
By Beck, An open road where I can breathe
Where the lowest low
By Beck, I don't need no wheels I don't need no gasoline
'Cause
By Beck, She's got a cigarette on each arm
She's got the lily-white
By Beck, There's a destination a little up the road
From the habitations
By Beck, Something's wrong 'cause my mind is fading
And everywhere I look
