Beck - Guero (2005) by Beck (보컬) on maniadb.com

See me comin to town with my soul
Straight down out of the world with my fingers
Holding onto the devil I know
All my troubles'll hang on your trigger
Take your eyes and your mind from the road
Shoot your mouth off but look where you're aiming
Don't forget to pick up what you sow
Talking trash to the garbage around you

See me kickin the door with my boots
Broke down out in a ditch of old rubbish
Snakes and bones in the back of your room
Handing out a confection of venom
Heaven's drunk from the poison you use
Charm the wolves with the eyes of a gambler
Now I see it's a comfort to you
Hammer my bones on the anvil of daylight

I won't give up that ghost
It's sick the way these tongues are twisted
The good in us is all we know
There's too much left to taste that's bitter

Que' onda Jose?
Que' onda Jose?

See the vegetable man
In the vegetable van
With a horn that's honking
Like a mariachi band
In the middle of the street
People gather around
Put the dollar-dollar-dollar in the can
Hey wait, que onda?
TJ cowboys hang around
Sleeping in the sidewalk
With a Burger King crown
Never wake 'em up
Mas cerveza
Til the rooster crows
Vatos de gallos
Que' onda guero?
Que' onda guero?
Que' onda guero?
Que' onda guero?

Mondo broncos roll with crowbars
Chingling rancheros on cheap guitars
Abuelitas with plastic bags
Walking to the church with the Spanish candles
Daily burracho says 'ique putas!'
Andale, Joto, your popsicle is melting
Run better run, da doo run run
??? in the midnight sun
Guero, where are you going?
Que' onda guero?
Guero, where are you going?
Que' onda guero?

Rampart boys with loaded rifles

Guatemalan soccer ball instant replays
Mango ladies, vendedores
And a busstop singer
Banda macho chorus

Que' onda guero?
A donde vayas
Que' onda guero?
A donde vayas

Que ? es ese?
Alla en la en Pico
Hey vamos a jugar futbol hay en el Griffith park
La Pico and Vermont
Hey Lacoro
Yeah now I'm going to LACC
I'm taking a ceramics class
See the vegetable man
James Joyce
Michael Bolton

Que' onda guero, where are you going?
Que' onda guero, where are you going?

Hey what's up guero?
"You doing pushups?"
No te veo guero!
El guero!
Que Pasa
Otra vero guero
I dunno I saw a puppet ?
with a mullet and a popsicle.

Hey Guero
Que locura!
Chico

Hey Guero
Yeah Bro?
Hehehe, footlong?

Let's go to ?
They have the new Yanni cassette

I saw her, yeah I saw her
With a black tongue tied round the roses
A fist pounding on a vending machine
Toy diamond ring stuck on her finger
With a noose she could hang from the sun
And point it out with the dark sunglasses
Walking crooked down the beach
She spits in the sand
Where their bones are bleaching
And I know I'm gonna steal her eye
She doesn't even know it's wrong
And you know I'm gonna make it die
Take her where her soul belongs
Know I'm gonna steal her eye
Nothing that I wouldn't try
Hey my sun-eyed girl
My sun-eyed girl
Hey my sun-eyed girl
My sun-eyed girl
I saw her, yeah I saw her
With her hands tied back
Her rags are burnin'
Calling out from a landfilled life
Scrawling her name up on the ceiling
Throw a coin in the fountain of dust
White noise, her ears are ringing
Got a ticket for my midnight hanging
Throw a bullet from a freight train leaving
And I know I'm gonna steal her eye
She doesn't even know it's wrong
And you know I'm gonna make it die
Take her where her soul belongs
Know I'm gonna steal her eye
Nothing that I wouldn't try
Hey my sun-eyed girl
Hey my sun-eyed girl
My sun-eyed girl
Hey my sun-eyed girl
Hey my sun-eyed girl
Hey my sun-eyed girl
My sun-eyed girl
Hey my sun-eyed girl
Hey my sun-eyed girl
Hey my sun-eyed girl
My sun-eyed girl
Hey my sun-eyed girl

I prayed to heaven today
To bring its hammer down on me
And pound you out of my head
I can't think with you in there

I'd drive all that I owned
Down the dirt road to find you
And my shoes, worn-out and used,
They can't take me much further
Oooh

Something always takes the place of missing pieces
You can take it, won't you get down here and
Though you know there's something's missing

The sun burned a hole in my roof
I can't seem to fix it
And I hope rain doesn't come
Wash me down the gutter

Something always takes the place of missing pieces
You can take it, would you get down here and
Though you know there's something's missing

A heart that is broken
???
There's a beach and a treasure
???
???
???
Light bulb floating down the street
???
Walking along with her boots full of rocks
Can't leave these days of mine
I give 'em to you to keep away from rocks

Something always takes the place of
Missing pieces, you can take it
Would you get down here and
Though you know there's something's missing

Something always missing
Always someone missing something
Something always missing
Always someone missing something
Something always missing
Always someone missing something
Something always missing
Always someone missing something

Black cards in effigy
We sing the song that was grievin'
All dressed like vagabonds
Sharks smell the blood that I'm bleedin'
I know there's something wrong
Might take a fire to kill it
Might take a hurricane
Don't know the life that I'm livin'
Ohh ohh oh black tambourine
Ohh ohh oh black tambourine

My baby run to me
She lives in broken-down buildings
Can't pay the rent again
These spider webs are my home now
And when the sun is down
We'll shake and rattle our bodies

To keep it warm at night
My tambourine is still shaking
Ohh ohh oh black tambourine
Ohh ohh oh black tambourine

Doo doo doo doo

Black cards in effigy
We sing the song that was grievin'
All dressed like vagabonds
Sharks smell the blood that I'm bleedin'
I know there's something wrong
Might take a fire to kill it
Might take hurricane
Don't know the life that I'm livin'
Black tambourine
Ohh ohh oh black tambourine
Doo doo doo doo

Looking for my place on assembly lines
Fake prizes rising out of the bomb holes
Skeleton boys hyped up in purple
Smoke rings blow from across the disco
Make notes, burn like broken equipment
Looking for shelter via juxtaposition
Thought control, those written confessions
Two dimensions, dumb your head down
Duck, don't look now, company missiles
Power is raunchy when the cops are watching
Make your dreams out of paper mache
Cliched wasted hate taste-tested
Hell yes now I'm moving this way, I'm doing this thing
Hell yes now I'm turning it on, I'm working my legs
Hell yes now I'm calling you out, I'm switching my plates
Hell yes now I'm cleaning the floor, my beat is correct

Hi. Yeah, that's it.
Yeah, that's it.
Yeah, that's it.
Hi.

Stretched to the limit, attention spared
Snap back the track, collapsin' the laugh tracks
Noise response, applause and handclaps
Floodgates open to the sound of the rainbow

Makin' points on the verge of pointless
Fools anointed to the follower's fanfare
Look for the common, not superficial
Code Red cola ?? crisis
Perfunctory idols rewriting their bibles
With magic markers running out of their ink
Lives and White Out, turn the lights out
Fax machine anthems, get your damned hands up
Hell yes now I'm moving this way, I'm doing this thing
Hell yes now I'm turning it on, I'm working my legs
Hell yes now I'm calling you out, I'm switching my plates
Hell yes now I'm cleaning the floor, my beat is correct

Yes.
Hi.
I like your bass.
Your beat is nice.
Yeah, that's it.
Yes. Yes.

Hell yes now I'm moving this way, I'm doing this thing
Hell yes now I'm turning it on, I'm working my legs
Hell yes now I'm calling you out, I'm switching my plates
Hell yes now I'm cleaning the floor, my beat is correct Hell yes.

I see you there
Your long black hair
Your eyes just stare
Your mind is turning

You know I'll laugh
And I won't take it back
I've seen your eyes
I know what your thinking

And one by one
We'll shoot our guns
We'll have our fun
Don't ever doubt it

And when I say
Fare thee well
My only friend
Oh how the days go

Your setting sun
Your broken drum
Your little drugs

I'll never forget you

Never forget you

I'm walkin to the other side
With the devil tryin to take my mind
And my soul's just a silhouette
In the ashes of a cigarette

Illusions never fake their lies
Trick cards fool the eye
Carry zeros over till they add up
Bury tears in the chapters you shut

Sometimes the jail can't chain the cell
And the rain's too plain to tell
All alone by a barren well
The scarecrow's only scarin himself

I've been diggin the ground
Through the dust and the clouds
I see miles and miles and junkyard piles
I wanted hope from a grave
I wanted strength from a slave
What gives you comfort now
Might be the end of you then

Cows are pullin at my clothes
The wind got my fingers froze
Standin all day keepin watch
Over all the treasures we lost

Sometimes the jail can't chain the cell
And the rain's too plain to tell
All alone by a barren well
The scarecrow's only scarin himself

The scarecrow's only scarin himself
The scarecrow's only scarin himself
The scarecrow's only scarin himself, yeah

I'm coming over
See me down at the station
By the lane
With my hands in my pocket
Jingling a wish coin
That I stole from a fountain
That was drownin'
All the cares in the world
When I get older
I'm climbing up on the back porch fence
Just to see the dogs runnin'
With the ring and a question
And I'm shivering
Voices singing through a crack in the window
Na na na na na, I better go it alone
Na na na na na, I better go it alone
Na na na na na

Down on the corner
See me standing
In a makeshift home
With a dust storm comin'
Long black shadow
Pull my hair before
My coalmine gambling Daddy was smokin'
Pullin' my hair back
Struck a match on a bathroom wall
Where my number was written
Driving on the sidewalk
Lookin' back at the sky
It's burning in the rearview mirror

Na na na na na, I better go it alone
Na na na na na, I better go it alone
Na na na na na

Na na na na
Na na na na

I'm coming over
See you down
At the station by the lane
With my hands in my pocket
Jingling a wish coin
That I stole from a fountain
That was drownin'
All the cares in the world
When I get older
Climbing up on the back fence
Pointing to the dogs standin' firm
With the ring and a question
And I'm ??
And a voice that was singing underneath
Na na na na na, I better go it alone
Na na na na na, I better go it alone
Na na na na na

I gotta go it alone
Don't go it alone
Doo doo doo doo
I better go it alone
Doo doo doo doo
Na na na na
Na na na na
Doo doo doo doo
Na na na na
Doo doo doo doo

Two white horses in a line carrying me to my burying
Ground some need diamonds some need love some need
Cards some need luck
Some need dollar bills lining their clothes
All I need is all I need is two white horses in a line taking
Me for my farewell ride some may say this might be
Your last farewell ride
I don't see the face of
Kindness I don't hear the
Mission bells I don't smell
The morning roses all I see
Is all I see is
Two white horses in a line
Carrying me to my burying ground
Some may say this might be
Your last farewell ride

Hey now girl what's the matter with me
We're on a back road something to see
Straight as a razor kickin the dust
Diggin thru ditches and fallin to rust

Takin me far
Far as a rental car can go

Hey now girl at the end of the road
Down where the reaper is walkin alone
Singing a death knell
Clappin along
At the end of the night
There's a road we'll be on

Takin me far,
Far as a rental car can go

14 miles away from a landfill grave
Never pawned my watch and chain
To the landlord living inside my head
Never paid my rent till the lights went dead
Then I saw my sign comin up the road
A dead ditch waiting for to bury my load
On the avenues in the plain of day
I threw a roosevelt dime in a bucket of rain

Now hold your hand onto the plow
Work your body till the sun goes down
What's left of death is more than fear
Let dust be dust and the good lord near
It's a little too much to ask of faith
It's a little late to wait for fate
So tell the angels what you seen
Scarecrow shadow on a Nazarene

Kindness will find you
When darkness has fallen
Round your bed
Kindness will follow
Children will wander
Till
The end

get up son hit you head like a drum
weeds are all grown in vain
too much time I got too much time
living in a waste of space
take yourself don't break yourself
its all gonna be ok
get used to it don't lose your head
its all gonna be the same
she knows send a message to her
she knows get a message to her


kill it dead but don't let it die there's a price sitting on your head
face it down don't turn it around
unless you wanna be where you been
take yourself don't break yourself
its all gonna be ok
get used to it don't lose your head
its all gonna be the same
she knows send a massage to her
she knows get a massage to her


spell out her name in cigarettes and knives tryin to see her
get her a massage on a dirty window tryin to see her


I've been stripping the days off the sidewark and pavement
the walls are all white and we're painting them whiter for the zig zag manline my radio's plastic and I've tasted the fodder of a saccharine ending
day job pay phone one in a trillion and the typecast heathen with the future all rancid
something to believe
something to believe