Beck

[fox69]

"Waking Light"

"Waking Light"



Waking light, it grew from the shadow
Brace yourself to the morning low
Night is gone, long way turning
You've waited long enough to know

When the memory leaves you
Somewhere you can't make it home
When the morning comes to meet you
Lay me down in waking light

No one sees you here, roots are all covered
There's such a life to go and how much can you show?
Day is gone on a landslide of rhythm
It's in your lamplight burning low

When the memory leaves you
Somewhere you can't make it home
When the morning comes to meet you
Rest your eyes in waking light

When the memory leaves you
Somewhere you can't make it home
When the morning comes to meet you
Open your eyes with waking light

 

[fox69]

"Wave"

"Wave"



I move away from this place
In the form of a disturbance
And enter into the world
Like some tiny distortion

If I surrender
And I don't fight this wave
No I won't go under
I'll only get carried away

Wave
Wave
Wave

Isolation
Isolation
Isolation
Isolation

 

[fox69]

"We Dance Alone"

"We Dance Alone"



Send a telegram
Tell me your thoughts
I want to live for a day
And the way that we lost
But a ?? under the train
Got crissed not crossed
Left the keys in the car
So the legs have to walk
Desert terrain and the wayward plain
Waiting for rain
And the ?? ain't afraid
Of what pain might be
To the pleasure we knew
Before we had to move on
I did my best for you

Doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo

Darker
We dance alone this way
It's getting darker
We dance alone this way

I waited for a fire
To collide with the planet
Tried to get back on the world
As it was turning around
?? pieces
?? crashed
Watching every minute
Of the ?? passed
'Cause motions wearing down
All my thoughts
'Til they're all smoothed out
Like rocks were tossed
Nooks and ??
We descended on the reality
Down below

Darker
We dance alone this way
It's getting darker
We dance alone this way

I'm gonna grab a train
Gonna break the hope
I put the life beating out
Like a stray in a boat
Let the scenery pass
Like a blown-out TV
Thought I saw a ghost
But it might have been me
Might have been the world
That was moving too fast
Caught up in the future
That was coming to pass
Now looking for a place
Where the lights unravel
Last ditch road
Trespassers travel on

Darker
We dance alone this way
It's getting darker
We dance alone this way

We dance alone this way

 

[fox69]

"We Live Again"

"We Live Again"



These withered hands
Have dug for a dream
Sifted through sand
And leftover nightmares
Over the hill
A desolate wind
Turns shit to gold
And blows my soul crazy
The end
O the end
We live again
O I grow weary of the end
O hungry days
The footsteps of fools
Gazing alone
Through sex-painted windows
Dredging the night
Drunk libertines
Stink like a colognes
From the newfangled wasteland
The end
O the end
We live again
O I grow weary of the end
Love is a plague
In a mix-match parade
Where the castaways look so deranged
When will the children learn
To let their wildernesses burn
And love will be new never cold and vacant
These withered hands have dug for a dream
Sifted through sand and leftover nightmares
The end
Of the end
We live again
Oh I grow weary of the end

 

[fox69]

"Where It's At"

"Where It's At"


There's a destination a little up the road
From the habitations and the towns we know
A place we saw the lights turn low
The jig-saw jazz and the get-fresh flow

Pulling out jives and jamboree handouts
Two turntables and a microphone
Bottles and cans just clap your hands
Just clap your hands

Where it's at!
I got two turntables and a microphone
Where it's at!
I got two turntables and a microphone
Where it's at!
I got two turntables and a microphone
Where it's at!

[robot vocal effect:]
I got two turntables and a microphone

(take me home with my elevator bones!)
(that was a good drum break)

Pick yourself up off the side of the road
With your elevator bones
And your whip-flash tones
Members only hyponotizers
Move through the room like ambulance drivers
Shine your shoes with your microphone blues
Hirsute with your parachute fruits
Passing the dutchie from coast to coast
Let my man Ken Wilson (rock the most)

Where it's at!
I got two turntables and a microphone
Where it's at!
I got two turntables and a microphone

[Man speaking:]
("What about those who swing both ways? AC-DC's?")

Two turntables and a microphone
Two turntables and a microphone
Two turntables and a microphone
Two turntables and a microphone
Two turntables and a microphone
Two turntables and a microphone

Where it's at!
I got two turntables and a microphone
Where it's at!
I got two turntables and a microphone

Oh, dear me.
Make-out City's a two-horse town

[girl speaking:]
("That's beautiful, Dad.")

(Got my microphone....)
There's a destination a little up the road
From the habitations and the towns we know
A place we saw the lights turn low
The jig-saw jazz and the get-fresh flow

Pulling out jives and jamboree handouts
Two turntables and a microphone
Bottles and cans and just clap your hands
And just clap your hands

Where it's at!
I got two turntables and a microphone
Where it's at!
I got two turntables and a microphone

I got plastic on my mind
(make it out, baby)
yeah, yeah, yeah
let's make it out, baby
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

telephone plastic baby
Ah, so good
oh, yeah
let's play good
ow wow wow wow wow

 

[fox69]

"Whiskey Can Can"

"Whiskey Can Can"



Come on now, bread and butter
No one knows a better mother
She's the guy who kills the sky
Burns the night out when she goes away

She's the boat in the sewer
She's the old man with manure
Rocking all night like a drum
Going back where she comes from

Can of whiskey

Big guitars on the wall
Cracker-jacks burn and fall
Styrofoam in her hair
She is barely anywhere

Can of whiskey

 

[fox69]

"Whiskeyclone, Hotel City 1997"

"Whiskeyclone, Hotel City 1997"



(One more time..)

I was born in this hotel
Washing' dishes in the sink
Magazines and free soda
Trying hard not to think

Lay it on to the dawn
Everything we done is wrong
I'll be lonesome when I'm gone
Lay it on to the dawn

She can talk to squirrels...oh, ho yeah
Coming' back from the convalescent home
...Oh...
Staring' at sports cars ... crying'

Rattlesnake on the ceiling'
Gunpowder on my sleeve
I will live here forever
With the ocean and the bees

Lay it on to the dawn
Everything we done is wrong
I'll be lonesome when I'm gone
Lay it on to the dawn

Lay it on to the dawn

 

[fox69]

"Will I Be Ignored By The Lord"

"Will I Be Ignored By The Lord"



When i was born
Lot's of people sayin' I looked like a dead man
but to them there was no kindness
And so I came into the world with my hands in my jacket
Made a whole lotta racket
Couldn't speak, but I could beat on a stick
O when that aeroplane comes with the lord
Will I be ignored
Will I be ignored by the lord
Will I be ignored
there was a woman, she looked on me sweetly
I needed her life to be with mine
But never will they meet
No, never will they see
These two vines will twist away, away
Will I be ignored by the lord
Will I be ignored by the lord, by the lord
What for?
I may travel on one leg
My breakfast will be unpaid
And the flapjacks will flap back off the ceiling onto my head
Will I be ignored
Will I be ignored by the lord
Will I be ignored

 

[fox69]

"Ziplock Bag"

"Ziplock Bag"



Go back home
Bury my load
Yellow cat
Laying' flat on the road

It's been so long
Since I've been gone
Ziplock bag
Holding' my comb