People looking fresh in their lightning bones
Had the TB blues
I couldn't find no phones
Women driving down in their whip flash rides
Had a wooden nickel finger pointing from all sides
Trying to get together into some kind of scene
I shook my spice last Sunday like a broken machine
I got fifty-foot woofers and I'm lonesome tonight
I put my hands in the air like a hazard light
I'm going back home with my gold chains swinging
I'm going back home with my gold chains swinging
I'm going back home with my gold chains swinging
I'm going back home with my gold chains swinging
What's your name
Cheetah and Tammy
Frosty on the table
Stealing my water from an empty well
I got birds of life and a chain-gang bell
Smoking cigarettes like an ass in the road
I got debutantes with the elephant's gold
Feasts and famines all holding their hands
Filling in the blanks with swollen glands
Dragging my heels down the varicose lanes
Paradise landlords swinging their chains
I'm going back home with my gold chains swinging
I'm going back home with my gold chains swinging
I'm going back home with my gold chains swinging
I'm going back home with my gold chains
What's your name
Cheetah and Tammy
What's your name
Cheetah and Tammy
People looking fresh in their lightning bones
Had the TB blues I couldn't find no phones
Women driving down in their whip flash rides
Had a wooden nickel finger pointing from all sides
Trying to get together into some kind of scene
I shook my spice last Sunday like a broken machine
I got fifty-foot woofers and I'm lonesome tonight
I put my hands in the air like a hazard light
I'm going back home with my gold chains swinging
I'm going back home with my gold chains swinging
I'm going back home with my gold chains
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APPEARS ON:
Odelay
YEAR RELEASED:
2008
LENGTH:
4:59
WRITTEN BY:
Beck Hansen
The Dust Brothers
PERFORMERS:
Beck Hansen
Vocals, Electric Guitar, Acoustic Guitar, Slide Guitar, Keyboards, Harmonica
The Dust Brothers
Scratching, 808 Drum Machine
Nathalie Merchand
Voice
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