Tasergun (version 2)
To See That Woman of Mine
Today Has Been a Fucked Up Day
Total Soul Future (Eat It)
Totally Confused
Thunder Peel
Truckdrivin' Neighbors Downstairs (Yellow sweat)
Trouble All My Days
Twig
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She got the soul Yeah, she got's the soul And she got's the soul Now, she got some soul She got a finger snap with the lit cigarette On my birthday cake And she's the kickin' the shit Ah, yeah She rock 'n' roll She got the soul She rock 'n' roll She got the soul She rock 'n' roll She got some soul She rock and roll She got the soul Oh yeah, bring it on down, [etc.]top
(The opening part is a bit confusing. From what I can tell, there are two guys yelling at a third guy who's in another room.) Neighbor 1: Come on, motherfucker. Put your clothes on, come on. Asshole! Neighbor 2: You lousy puke! Neighbor 3: Fuck you! Neighbor 2: Why don't you call your mommy? Neighbor 3: You're a fucking drunk. Neighbor 2: Yeah, I'm a fucking drunk... Neighbor 1: Come on, motherfucker. Neighbor 2: ...but you're a lousy lowlife who can't do nothin' for himself. acid casualty with a reposessed car vietnam vet playin' air guitar it's just the shit-kickin', speed-takin' truck-drivin' neighbours downstairs yeah...yeah whiskey-stained buck-toothed backwoods creep grizzly bear motherfucker never goes to sleep [chorus] oh, yeah...yeah belly floppin' naked in a pool of yellow sweat screamin' jackass with a wet cigarette [chorus] oh oh, my goodness oh... [etc.] mmm... [etc.] psychotic breakdown double-edged axe growin' hair like a shag rug on his greasy back [chorus] oh my goodness oh my goodness oh, yeah come on, honey, feel the grease grease, grease come on, honey, feel the grease oh, my goodness come on, honey, feel the grease oh yeah come on, lay it on me bring it down one more time come on, honey...top
...a story I wanna pass on to you that I think is...has meant a lot to me. He said, "Ed, you have no control over the past. It's a canceled check. You have no control over the future because you don't know what's going to happen. Your maximum point of power is now!" none-a that trouble...all my days none-a that trouble...all my days none-a that trouble...all my days none-a that trouble...all my days hey hey hey hey hey hey! hey hey hey hey! hey hey hey hey! hey hey hey heeeeeeeyyyyyyyyy!top
I'm totally confused...by you I'm totally confused...by you Ten foot man, makin my lunch You'll never understand I want you so much And I never never want it And I never never want it And I never never want it And I never never want it I'm totally confused...by you I'm totally confused...by you screamin in my face, whisper in my ear (whispering) put me in a suitcase, with the can of beer :::pop::: And I never never want it And I never never want it And I never never want it And I never never want ittop
It's a cold ass fashion when she stole my passion It's an everlasting, it's a ghettoblasting On the wonderwheel I let my thunder peel I made an effort to get just what I deserve I got all maxed out, I got faxed some doubt I was jumping around, she was a runnin' coming down In the thick of a trick, I couldn't take my pick Between a slime and a fist just to cool off your dog I'm taking morphine[?] Now I'm rolling in sweat With a loaf of cold bread And a taco in my jeans On the map if you glide She's got such ugly thighs I got taken by surprise With the plate of flaming noodles It's a cold ass fashion when she stole my passion It's an everlasting, it's a ghettoblasting On the wonderwheel I let my thunder peel I made an effort to get just what I deservetop
Today has been a fucked-up day Today has been a fucked-up day Today has been a fucked-up day Looks like tomorrow'll be the same old day Today has been a fucked-up day Today has been a fucked-up day Today has been a fucked-up day Looks like tomorrow'll be the same old day There's people runnin' up and down the line With grocery bags on they heads And dollar bills pasted onto their faces Squeegee in their hand Woo, woo, woo... Woo! Woohoo! Woohoohoo!top
I got a room down in Hollywood rent was cheap it was this rooming house there was an old man who lived in the room next to me we shared a bathroom in the hall stare at me through a crack in the door day I moved in I was playin' my guitar started bangin' on the wall with a boot then he came out, started banging on my door kicked it open watch out son, I got a tasergun watch out son, I got a tasergun he's on the loose he's got the juice like a mad dog with no teeth spent his pension in adult bookstores bringin strange young men home he'd leave me notes in the bathroom accusin' me of stealin' his toilet paper come out into the hallway dressed up in a greasy bathrobe tryin' to start a fight he became known as the electric old man and I still see him with his taser comin' at me watch out son, I got a tasergun watch out son, I got a tasergun he's on the loose he's got the juice like a pigeon with no wingstop
I got a room down in Hollywood the rent was cheap, the street was cool but there was an old man who lived right next to me he was so wretched he ate up everything the day I moved in I got weird feelings I played my guitar he hit the ceiling he ran out into the hall and he yelled "Watch out, son, I've got a taser gun! watch out, son, I've got a taser gun!" he's on the loose he's got the juice like a mad dog with no teeth he left me notes said all kinds of things "you little creepy slob, why don't you get a job? why don't you cut your hair? why don't you get out of here? why don't you move away? why don't you just get lost?" he spent his days down in adult book stores bringing home all kinda weirdos and blasting his TV back at me so one day I get pissed we got into a fight I kicked him in the nuts he yelled with all his might "Watch out, son, I've got a taser gun! watch out, son, I've got a taser gun!" you son of a bitch I think it's startin to itch he's got the taser gun (spoken: Mr. Handjob)top
Put whiskey in the gas tank put blood on the wheels I gotta jar of tobacco and I'm down with the deal well I know that I'm loaded and I'm outta my mind I gotta make it to Texas to see that woman of mine well my face is all bloodshot there's a stain on my shirt if I don't make it to Fort Worth someone's bound to get hurt yeah well I know I'm loaded and I'm outta my mind gotta make it to Texas to see that woman of mine well I blew out the engine down in Abilene and I got on the school bus I started revvin' that thing yeah I know that I'm loaded yeah I'm outta my mind I gotta make it to Texas to see that woman of minetop
(Beck speaking:) [ya know how it is it's like, my lady's gone, y'know... I just let my twig fly in the wind you know it's like the branch broken it's like, I let my twig fly in the wind sometimes I need a little kindling (laughter), sometimes I kindle up a slight...combustion of fire I let my twig burn in the wind ya know what I'm sayin? it's like a twig...it's like a stick but it's more portable (more laughter) it's like my own portable twig, y'know what I'm sayin? I let it fly in the wind you know, sometimes I get lonely and I let my twig fly in the wind... yeah... it's like that, y'know] (music begins...) Some weepy creepy willow pillow boggy shit Transcendental big wheel can you feel it Trippy face down trippin' so damn hard Head splits open stuffin' spills out into the car Drink a cup of dirty water and a load of bony frog Slip me seven dollars and I'll pump it full of smog Paint a monkey gold and let it loose downtown Start him with a smile and he come back with a frown He's just a twig in the wind twig in the wind (a bunch of times) all right I'm happy feelin' crappy in your nappy little car Squozen frozen duplicated drunk in a bar Tape recorded all distorted genius machine Spokesmodel dipped in refried beans Piggys pay full price (?) to take them down to the dump Dusty busty skeletons who pay at the pump Multi-nippled rotating DJ sap I'm shoulder high in crap and my water wings are flat I'm just a twig in the wind... twig in the wind twig in the wind wheeeeeeeee! (REALLY unintelligible Beck-stuff here) [spoken: "Love me like a cab (?). Love me. I know you will. Love me....(laugh) let's chill. I know what you're made of: ecstasy....next to me. The future is bright....your pants are so tight. Tantalize. On my thighs. Love me.........LIKE A GOD!!!!!!!!!!]top
