One, two, one two Disappointment condition a perfunctory prescription Of an indigent mindset, a belligerent silence We got all we need turning out of
Electronic actors and astromagnetic Corrupted files from galactical planets Writing interplanet code Thoughts get transported From neanderthal skulls
Strange ways coming today I put a dollar in my pocket And I threw it away Been a long time Since a federal dime Made a jukebox sound Like a mirror in
Looking for a ladder In the stratosphere So I can be happy Let my problems melt away Stranded on a plane With a cigarette Carry my heart Like a soldier
Ashes and pictures The nations repentant The chain gang shepard playing chief of the station The theme song playing an anthem of ? The horrible fanfare
Now I'm a seasick sailor on a ship of noise I got my maps all backwards and my instincts poisoned In a truth blown gutter full of wasted years Like blown
When the oceans are dark The heavens are foreboding A chain link wind Is breaking you open And lessons of the day On a blackboard night It seem to be
We are aimless And the target is an empty wall We're out of patience With smiles that cut across her face No complaints But I wish I had my top of my
Lord, please don't forsake me In my Mercedes Benz All the riches and the ruins Now we all know how that story ends Strange apparition Haunting my brain
Nobody cares what dress she wears at all Tattered rags and paper bags, and all She's the one sleeping in the dirt Drag her down, don't let her drown in
The information is ravenous The ticker tape feeds the mind Looking for a lost transmission A heaven that we left behind When the information comes We
These toys are all lifeless, the armor's worn off The shadow of a shadow is the ghost of a bomb Skyscraper standing in a desert alone A helicopter searchlight
I really think I better get a hold of myself Don't wanna let the night get ahead of myself Whisperin' her love through a smoke ring smile She doesn't
Send a telegram Tell me your thoughts I want to live for a day And the way that we lost But it was under the train Got crissed not crossed Left the keys
1, 2, you know what to do Alright, come on I'm uptight super gathered Out of the frame I shake a leg on the ground Like an epileptic battery man I'm
The information is laughing at us The ticker tape feeds the night Looking for a lost transmission A heaven that we left behind When the information
Translation: Beck. The Information.
: One, two You know what to do Alright mm, c'mon I'm uptight, super-gutted Out of the frame I shake my leg on the ground Like an epileptic battery
