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Lyrics for 'In A Cold Ass Fashion' by 'Beck'
Fly Like The Eagle
Fly Like The Eagle
Fly...
Squeegee
Ah, You Got It
When We Get Down To The Shrink-wrap On My Grave
You Know The Nitty-gritty Never Looked So Safe
You Get Whipflash Under The Bridge
Like A Cold-ass Lover With The Buckskin
Get The Squeegee And It's Easy To Be Me
Clean My Boots And I'm Still Feelin' Homeless
Your Brother Is Deader Than A Phone Machine
With A Bucket Of Green Piss
And I'm Tryin' Not To Look At Satan Making Love To A Dishrag
So Load Up The Gimmick Wagon, Get Out Of Town
Do Me A Favor -- Don't Stick Around
'cause My Kneecaps Are Turnin' Slightly Brown
Let's Be Doin' It Right
Comin' Down In A Cold Ass Fashion
And The People Don't Breathe
Comin' Down In A Cold Ass Fashion
Steppin' In The Beefsteak
Comin' Down In A Cold Ass Fashion
And The Mayonnaise Comes
Comin' Down In A Cold Ass Fashion
Black Twinkie
Gettin' All Caught Up In A Taste Test
An' It All Basically Tastes Like Crap
I Can Shake My Own Hand, Give Myself A Grin
I Can Pick My Own Nose And Put It Back In
I Can Squeeze The Breeze, Drink A Bottle Of Lice
Smoke A Pack Of Whiskey With Jesus Christ
I Got Options, I Got Cop Shows, I Get Nauseous
And The Sweat Is Day-glo
Went To Sleep, Woke Up In A Coffin
Took Out My Eyeballs An' Put 'em In A Condom
Your Daddy's Got Laxatives On His Brain
Gettin' Sappy In The Back Of A Train
Mojo Weedwhacker Cuttin' Yer Space
Hot Dogs Rottin' In The Bottom Of A Suitcase
And Your Mouth, It Smells Like Hair Gel
I Love You But You Don't Know How To Spell
Where Can You Duck When They Shoot You Full Of Pigeon Holes
And There Ain't Nothin' Like The Real Artificial
O.g. -- Original Glue-sniffer
Comin' Down In A Cold Ass Fashion
And The People Don't Breathe
Comin' Down In A Cold Ass Fashion
As You're Biting My Sandwich
Comin' Down In A Cold Ass Fashion
Smear Me Sauce (?)
Comin' Down In A Cold Ass Fashion
(???) Donut (?)
Uh, Wait...
Talkin' About A Cold Ass Fashion (x16)
(the Following Four Lines Are Spoken At Various Times Over The
Above:)
Cold Ass Fashion, Cold Ass Fashion, Squeegee, I Just Took Some Acid (?)
(backwards:) (???) Up Your Ass
(backwards:) (???) Hot Dog
It's Like Forty Pounds Of Avocado Sauce
Smeared Across Your Boss
You Know What I'm Sayin'?
You Dunno When It's Comin'
You Know, It's Like Forty-five Horses
Runnin' Through The Graveyard
In Yellow Panties
That Is Cold Fashion
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