[Verse 1] I got my driver's license last week Just like we always talked about...
By the rivers of babylon, there we sat down Ye-eah we wept, when we remembered...
Rains of sand slip through your hands Never ceasing time Fold your hands in silent...
Slayer Swerving through the street Drunk as fuck Searching for a open store I think...
We flew into town on sunday, had to find a place by monday Tried bridgeport...
(beck speaking:) [ya know how it is It's like, my...
Seventeen years in the city Static clinging to the ceiling...
....twilight...???? I've seen your place before, i've tread thid field...
It's, uh, november 6th, 1945, and we... ...went up to,...
Monkey see, monkey die Laminate your face and paste it...
There's nobody There's no mountain There's no tunnel You can't...
windy, windy looking for a better home got me, got...
Viajo sin rumbo fijo en mis botas viejas Cabos sueltos...
It takes a backwash man to sing a backwash song...
([gotta get it) ([gotta] get it) (yeeah-oh!) (yeeah-oh!) (plastic classic)...