Beck "Clock" |
Is it come and gone Is it long before the spirit shaves his legs? Is it wrapped in trash Sent back to a sanitation tank? Is it disinfected, disconnected 'Til it grafts some wires? Is it sped up, spun around Brown and yellow in the fires? What is this town? They said I got no place to be The money meter's taking everything I see Is it comes in lovely bones That put their shirts on ice? Is it fireflies that cross out eyes with any spice? Is it normal, born-again? Let the vultures drink and drown Is it's force from weathers? Birds of feathers never frown What is this town? They said I got no place to be The money meter's taking everything I see Is it come and gone Is it long before the spirit shaves his legs? What is this town? They said I got no place to be The money meter's taking everything I see Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |