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Текст песни BECK - Hotwax

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Текст песни BECK - Hotwax




It takes a backwash man to sing a backwash songLike a frying pan when the fire's goneDriving my pig while the bear's taking pictures in the grassIn my radio smashedAnd I like pianos in the evening sunDragging my heals 'til my day is done( )Saturday night in the Captain's clothesTin horns blowing with my jury 'phrosYo soy un disco cabrado*Yo tengo chicle en ceraboI can't believe my way back whenMy Cadillac pants going much to fastKaraoke weekend at the suicide shackCommunity service and I'm still the mackShocked my finger spicing my handI been spreading disease all across the landBeautiful air-conditioned sitting in the kitchenWishing I was living like a hit manFace down in the guaranteesJaundiced marshalls getting busy with easeBecause I get down I get downI get down all the wayYo soy un disco cabrado*Yo tengo chicle en ceraboSawdust songs of the plaid bartendersWestern Unions of the country westernsSilver foxes looking for romanceIn the chain smoke Kansas flashdance ass pantsAnd you got the hotwax residuesYou never lose in your razor blade shoesStealing pesos out of my brainHazard signs down the Alamo lanesRadar systems using the soulsYou never get caught with the wax so rottenAll my days I got the grizzly wormsHijacked flavors that I'm flipping like birds




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