You only got one finger left
And it's pointing at the door
And you're taking for granted
What the lords laid on the floor
So I'm picking up the pieces
And I'm putting them up for sale
Throw your meal ticket out the window
Put your skeletons in jail
Cos lord only knows it's getting late
Your senses are gone so don't you hesitate
To give yourself a call
Let your bottom dollars fall
Throwing your two bit cares down the drain
Invite me to the seven seas
Like some seasick man
You'll do whatever you please
And I'll do whatever I can
Titanic fare thee well
My eyes are turning pink
Don't call us when the new age
Gets old enough to drink
Cos lord only knows it's getting late
Your senses are gone so don't you hesitate
To move on up the hill
Where there's nothing dead left to kill
Throwing your two bit cares down the drain
Órale
Órale
Órale
Órale
Órale
Órale
Just passing through
Órale
Órale
Órale
Órale
Going back to Houston
Do the hot dog dance
Going back to Houston
To get me some pants
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APPEARS ON:
Odelay
Lollipop LP 96
WIRED Readers Raves 2000
YEAR RELEASED:
1996
DATE RECORDED:
1994 - 1995
LENGTH:
4:14
OTHER TITLE:
Odelay
WRITTEN BY:
Beck Hansen
PRODUCED BY:
Beck Hansen
The Dust Brothers
MIXED BY:
Beck Hansen
The Dust Brothers
STUDIO:
PCP Labs
PERFORMERS:
Beck Hansen
Vocals, Electric Guitar, Slide Guitar, Acoustic Guitar
Joey Waronker
Percussion
Mike Millius
Scream
SAMPLES:
"Lookout For Lucy" by Mike Millius
"Donkey (Outside)" by Esota
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