Текст песни Beck - Crystal Clear
Beck - Crystal Clear слова песни
Plastic donut, can of spamTheres no kindness in this landBetter not let my good gal catch you hereShes gettin all juiced up with a bottle of plain-wrap beerCoffee clothing pasted onClean my gravestone when Im goneAnd you better not let my good gal catch you hereShes got a whole pile of things you dont wanna hearHitch my horse up to the townI got my toenails painted brownAnd you better not let my good gal catch you hereShell cut you down and put the blame on meJust a muscle in a bagThrow my baby, dont let her sagYa better not let my good gal catch you hereShes getting all juiced up with a bottle of plain-wrap beer