Текст песни Beck - Flavor (Remix)
Beck - Flavor (Remix) слова песни
FlavorGot the FlavorGot the FlavorFeel so good about a piece of trash, the birds are drunk, they`re drinking from a glassWhite lightning and an ol` fruit cup(?)(?)box rock where you areDig my grave with a silver spadejuiced up, from africa to spainghetto blastin to the drivin` laneinsane in the mundanepass the bucket, drink your wheels,spinnin it backblack shitcause i got the flavoryeah i got the flavorcause i got the flavoryeah i got the flavorGah what the fuck? got the flavor.. OH!damn!Out in the moonlight takin` requests,rippin` the blues out of your vestsstripmine the built to floodstricnine with head down with a thudcause i got the blues and i can`t be satisfied..yeah i got the blues, we`re gonna catch that train and rideFlavor..Flavor..Flavor..Got the taste..Got the taste...Yeah got the taste..got the tastegot a bucket?Oh got the flavor in my gutoh yeah shake your gutsUHCause i got the tasteCause i got the tasteCause i got the tasteCause i got the tasteGOT THE TASTE, FLAVOR! cause i got--!