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Beck

Soul Suckin Jerk (Reject)

  alternative  indie  rock  singer-songwriter  indie rock
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Текст песни Beck - Soul Suckin Jerk (Reject)

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I`m standin right here with a beer in my handand my mouth is full of sand and I don`t understandbig fat fingers pointin` into my facetellin me to get busy cleanin` up this placefourteen days I`ve been sleepin in a barnbetter get a paycheck tattooed on my armwhistlin` dixie with the dixie cup filledwith the barbecue sauce and the dental floss chillI got bent like a wet cigaretteand she`s comin after me with a butterfly netridin on a bloodhound ringin a bellblack cat wrapped in the road map to hellpencil on my leg and I`m tryin not to begtakin` turns bakin worms with the bacon and eggsnow they got me in a bird cage flappin` my jawlike a pretzel in the stars just waitin` to fallso give me what I got to get so I can gocuz I ain`t washin dishes in the ditch no morecuz I ain`t gonna work for no soul-suckin jerkI`m gonna take it all back and I ain`t sayin jackcuz I ain`t gonna work for no soul-suckin jerkI`m gonna take it all back and I ain`t sayin jackyou know itthat`s rightrockin the town like a moldy croutonflyin` through the air with breezeI got a job makin money for the manthrowin` chicken in the bucket with the soda pop canpuke green uniform on my backI had to set it on fire in a vat of chicken fatI leaped on the counter like a bird with no hairrunnin` through the mini-mall in my underwearI got lost downtown, couldn`t find a ride homesun went down, I got frozen to the bone`til a hooker let me share her fake fur coatas I took a little nap the cops picked up us bothI tried to explain I was only tryin` to get warmI knew I never ever should have burnt my uniformhe said, "too bad better bite the bullet hard son."I didn`t have no teeth so I stole his gunand I crawled out the window with my shadow on a spoondancin` on the roof, shootin` holes in the moonaw yeahuh-huh (etc.)

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