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She is a teenage wastebasket
Paddling up the river in a casket
Trying to experience everything at least once
Her life is a commercial for being fucked up

I know she's not saying much
She's walking backwards and into the dust
Socks don't matter
Teeth are turning green
Opinions are forming

Her mother is proud to be dead
Her dad is breakdancing underneath the bed
She's got lipstick scrawled across her forehead
Saying please destroy me

She found a thrill on top of the hill
Now she's choking on the punk rock pill
Cos it all boils down to a casually pathetic future

APPEARS ON:
One Foot In The Grave

YEAR RELEASED:
2009

DATE RECORDED:
October 1993, January 1994

LENGTH:
2:28

WRITTEN BY:
Beck Hansen

PRODUCED BY:
Beck Hansen
Calvin Johnson

MIXED BY:
Darrell Thorp
Drew Brown

STUDIO:
Dub Narcotic Studios

PERFORMERS:
Beck Hansen
Vocals, Guitar

She is a teenage wastebasket
Paddling up the river in a casket
Trying to experience everything at least once
Her life is a commercial for being fucked up

I know she's not saying much
She's got class, she's got a crush
Socks don't matter, teeth are turning green
Opinions are forming

Her mother is proud to be dead
Her dad is breakdancing underneath the bed
She's got lipstick scrawled across her forehead
Saying please destroy me

APPEARS ON:
One Foot In The Grave

YEAR RELEASED:
2009

DATE RECORDED:
October 1993, January 1994

LENGTH:
1:27

WRITTEN BY:
Beck Hansen

PRODUCED BY:
Beck Hansen
Calvin Johnson

MIXED BY:
Darrell Thorp
Drew Brown

STUDIO:
Dub Narcotic Studios

PERFORMERS:
Beck Hansen
Vocals, Acoustic Guitar

She is a teenage wastebasket
Falling over with no... in a casket
Trying to experience everything at least once
Her life is a commercial for being fucked up

I know she's not saying much
She's got class
She's got a crush
Socks don't matter
Teeth are turning green
Opinions are forming

Her mother is proud to be dead
Her dad is breakdancing underneath the bed
She's got lipstick scrawled across her forehead
Saying please destroy me

She found a thrill on top of the hill
She's choking on the punk rock pill
She's spaced out
She's getting sauced
She (???) arms on fire
She knows a thing or two about triumph
Cos it all boils down to a casually pathetic future

DATE RECORDED:
Spring 1993

LENGTH:
2:54

WRITTEN BY:
Beck Hansen

PERFORMERS:
Beck Hansen
Vocals, Acoustic Guitar

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