Curses I send on these countless men
Curses on their trespasses and will they never end
Curses on their blades on this barren open lanes
Once I've been searching recipe acclaimmed
Curses on their children running all around
Making such a business while I'm wrestling in the ground
I might rise up to meet them when they leave this life
Might rise up to eat them when they leave this life
Curses on this valley and the lands on up ahead
I was on my way to meet them when they found me dead
And I clapped my brittle hands and I made them join my game
Now I hope they all decease and marry a man in shame
Curse every word that's planted on their lips
Curse the sleek machines and their iron colored ships
Curse every wave that pounds a wicked shore
Curse every salesman knocking on their door
And I am not a creature
And I am not a dog
I have no claim to be there in the evening fog
And I am not a bone staring through the air
Have no say in anything
My tongue is barely there
Curses on curses
I see no other way
Some of them are weeping and some of them are gay
Some of them have worn so deep they feel no pain
Curses on their fingers
Curses on their brain
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NOTES:
Unrecorded song Beck performed on his 1995 appearance on KCRW's "Morning Becomes Eclectic".
APPEARS ON:
KCRW: 1995-01-06
Unreleased Material
YEAR RELEASED:
1995
DATE RECORDED:
January 6th 1995
LENGTH:
2:48
WRITTEN BY:
Beck Hansen
STUDIO:
KCRW
PERFORMERS:
Beck Hansen
Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
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