Текст песни Beck - Outcome
Beck - Outcome слова песни
Seventeen years in the cityStatic clinging to the ceilingNever did I think it would come to this(outcome is different than I expected)Never did I think it would come to this(outcome is different than I expected)Bright cops and cheerleadersEyebrows painted on their headsA mouthfull of rotting cavitiesDrinking coca-cola in the streetNever did I think it would come to this(outcome is different than I expected)Never did I think it would come to this(outcome is different than I expected)Shot in the legShot in the legMy leg is a boneNobody homeMy hand is a wireThe skies are fireThe drums are beatingPistols and jeansLeft for deadLeft for deadLeft for deadDead as a fly