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From Beck's album: Mutations

F-in trees with the pumpkin pie!
I just found me a bottle of blues
Some strange comfort for a soul to soothe
Ain^,t it hard
Ain^,t it hard,
To want somebody who doesn^,t want you
And I^,ve been waiting for a year, a day
Some strange weather must be blowing^, my way
Cause I got no mind to go or to stay,
Or be left behind
Holding^, hands with an impotent dream
In a brothel of fake energy
Put a nickel in the graveyard machine
I get higher and lower
I get higher and lower
Like a tired soldier
With nothing^, to shoot
And nowhere to lose
This bottle of blues
Egos drone
And pose alone
Like black balloons
All banged and blown
On a backwoods river
The infidels shiver
In the stench of belief
I tell my momma I^,m a hundred years late
I^,m over the rails
And out of the race
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And the crippled psalms
Of an age that won^,t thaw
Are ringing in my ears
Holding^, hands with an impotent dream
In a brothel of fake energy
Put a nickel in the graveyard machine
I get higher and lower
I get higher and lower
Like a tired soldier
With nothing^, to shoot
And nowhere dreams it^,s a..
Bottle of blues
I just found me a bottle of blues
Some strange comfort for a soul to soothe
Ain^,t it hard, ain^,t it hard,
To want somebody who doesn^,t want you
Holding^, hands with an impotent dream
In a brothel of fake energy
Put a nickel in the graveyard machine
I get higher and lower
I get higher and lower
Like a tired soldier
With nothing^, to shoot
And nowhere dreams it^,s a..
Bottle of blues
Bottle of blues
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