Deadweight (исполнитель: Beck)
On a highway, unpaved, going my way You're so alone today Like a ghost town, I've found There's no belief, no salt in the sea Is it [bad word] what they say? You can't behave You gamble your soul away Measuring the dreams, of this life seems Like the gristle of loneliness Don't let the sun catch you cryin' Like an ice age, nice days, are on your way Sipping the golden drinks On a rip-tide, freak's ride Asleep inside, a parasite's appetite Oh, say can't you see? The chemistry The parasites, the clean up fee Death never hands recycled cans And get well cars to the hostage vans Don't let the sun catch you cryin' You're a deadweight, right straight On your way Sunk in the midnight shade Skies burned, eyes turned Learning to counterfeit their disease In this town where we roam We bluff our souls In canteen patios Drink the bravest draught The music drags Don't let the sun catch you cryin'