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Hit in the USA BECK BECK op - HIT IN THE USA written by shadow of nothing~♪ I never dream before up 난 예전엔 꿈조차 꿔 본적 없던 것을 I'm gonna knock a tough 강하게 두드릴 거야 Into the world of perfect dream 완벽한 꿈의 세계를 향해서 You MONGORIAN CHOP SQUAD Beck I've never dreamed before I'm gonna knock the door Into the world of perfect free (You ain't no lonely) You're gonna say I'm lying I'm gonna get the chance I thought a chance is far from me (You BECK 오프닝 Beat Crusaders - Hit in the USA Beat Crusaders I've never dreamed before 난 그동안 꿈꿔 본 적이 없었던 I'm gonna knock the door 문을 난 두드릴 거야 Into the world of perfect free 완벽한 자유의 세계속으로 (You ain't no lonely!) 넌 외롭지 않아! BECK 오프닝 Beat Crusaders - Hit in the USA Bear Crusaders I've never dreamed before 난 그동안 꿈꿔 본 적이 없었던 I'm gonna knock the door 문을 난 두드릴 거야 Into the world of perfect free 완벽한 자유의 세계속으로 (You ain't no lonely!) 넌 외롭지 않아! BECK OP Beat crusaders - Hit in the USA Bear Crusaders I've mever drea,ed before 난 그동안 꿈꿔 본 적이 없었던 I'm gonna knock the door 문을 난 두드릴 거야 Into the world of perfect free 완벽한 자유의 세계속으로 (You ain't no lonely!) 넌 외롭지 않아! Gamma Ray Beck Trying to hold hold out for now But with these ice caps melting down With the transistor sound And my Chevrolet terraplane going `round `round `round Come a little gamma ray Standing in a hurricane Modern Guilt Beck I feel uptight when I walk in the city I feel so cold when I`m at home Feels like everything`s starting to hit me I lost my bearings ten minutes ago Modern guilt I`m stranded with nothing Modern guilt Chemtrails Beck I can't believe what we've seen outside You and me watching the jets go by Oh, oooh, oh Oh, oooh, oh Down by the sea so many people've Already drowned You and me watching the sea full of people Try Novacane Beck Keep on truckin' like a novacane hurricane Low static on the paranoid shortwave Short fuse, got to dismantle Code-red: what's your handle? Inferno Beck Ease yourself on down And if you're bound and frowned You better put it on down 'Cause 4am, gonna hit it again Leaving dollar bills on the buffalo hills The moon's eye is frozen shut These vacant lanes Hotwax Beck It takes a backwash man to sing a backwash song Like a frying pan when the fire's gone Driving my pig while the band's taking pictures in the grass In my radio smashed And I like pianos in the evening Hit In The USA Beat Crusaders You're gonna say I'm lying I'm gonna get the chance I thought a chance is far from me (You ain't no lonely!) I was made to hit in America! I was made to hit in America! beck. wave to earth Yeah, I know that I am broke You knew my dreams weren't big enough I thought I'd make a good living on my own But the reality is always a mess Play with the cats on the way home 'Cause I'm still so ashamed The New Pollution Beck She's got cigarette on each arm She's got the lily-white cavity crazes She's got a carburator tied to the moon Pink eyes looking to the food of the ages She's alone in the new pollution She's Derelict Beck I dropped my anchor in the dead of night I packed my suitcase and threw it away I fell asleep in the funeral fire I gave my clothes to the police man Blow back derelict wind, lay my soul in the foul Cut in Half Blues Beck Some folks get their kicks steppin on ants some folks fall for love and romance some like to roll in the mud and laugh my baby just likes to cut people in half I got the cut in half blues yeah Lazy Flies Beck lazy flies all hovering above the magistrate he puts on his gloves and he looks to the clouds all pink and disheveled there must be some blueprints, some creed of the devil inscribed in our minds Bucktown USA Cocoa Brovaz Yeah Y Yeah Once again Bucktown USA is the place where I rest Should I say chill 'cause there ain't no rest for me yet Shit I can't say chill .cause the property's hot Got to get it while the gettin Cut 1/2 Blues Beck I thought I heard a chainsaw rather late last night I woke this mornin' and I knew I was right I got the cut-in-half blues well the last thing I saw was the big long saw I got the cut-in-half American Wasteland Beck my mind is fading And everywhere I look there's a dead end waiting Temperatures dropping at the rotten oasis Stealing kisses from the leperous faces Got a devils haircut in my mind Got a devils haircut Blackfire Choked Our Death Beck in the kitchen sand poured through the walls we looked to one another the children shut their mouths the whirling and the turning of destruction filled our house the blood-thirsty yearning clamored Minus Beck The last survivor of a boiled crown Another casualty with the casual frown The janitor vandals they bark in your face Juveniles with the piles and paste It's a sensation A bankrupt corpse In Devils Haircut Beck Something's wrong 'cause my mind is fading And everywhere I look there's a dead end waiting Temperature's dropping at the rotten oasis Stealing kisses from the leperous faces Heads are hanging from Jack-Ass Beck I been drifting along in the same stale shoes Loose ends tying the noose in the back of my mind If you thought that you were making your way To where the puzzles and pagans lay I'll put it together Go It Alone (Diplo Remix) Beck I'm comin over See me down at the station By the lane With my hands in my pocket Jingling a wish coin That I stole from a fountain That was drowning all the cares in the world When I get Fume Beck and there's a fume in this truck and I don't know if we're dead, or what the fuck there's a fume in this truck and I don't know if we're dead, or what the fuck or what? Strange Invitation Beck I've been drifting along in the same stale old shoes Loose ends tyin' a noose in the back of my mind If you thought that you were making your way To where the puzzles and pagans lay I'll put it together Bogusflow Beck monkey see, monkey die laminate your face and paste it up into the sky cuz it's squalid and it's solid and it's completely rancid and beautiful like a forcefield of multiplying meat cut a hole in Milk And Honey Beck Milk And Honey Don't take your red ribbons off You're about to make a fool of yourself In the aluminum sunset Drinking from a drain I'm a hundred miles behind myself Milk and honey Pouring Pressure Zone Beck The countryside is overgrown There's a lighthouse in her soul Wrestling with butcher girls She don't ever change her clothes Masterpieces liquidate in fertile tears I could sleep inside her bones