Beck - Pay No Mind (Snoozer) (Music Video)

SONG: Pay No Mind (Snoozer). ALBUM: Mellow Golds.

LYRICS:

(This is song two on the album, this is the album right here, burn the album)

Tonight the city is full of morgues
And all the toilets are overflowing
There's shopping malls coming out of the walls
As we walk out among the manure

That's why
I pay no mind
I pay no mind
I pay no mind

Give the finger to the rock 'n' roll singer
As he's dancing upon your paycheck
The sales climb high through the garbage-pail sky
Like a giant dildo crushing the sun

That's why
I pay no mind
Sleep in slime
I just got signed

So get out your lead-pipe pipe dreams
Get out your ten-foot flags
The insects are huge and the poison's all been used
And the drugs won't kill your day job...honey

That's why
I pay no mind
I pay no mind
I pay no mind

That's why
I pay no mind
I pay no mind
I pay no mind
I pay no mind
I pay no mind
I pay no mind
I pay no mind

Beck - Loser (Music Video)

SONG: Loser. ALBUM: Mellow Gold.

LYRICS:

In the time of chimpanzees I was a monkey
Butane in my veins and I’m out to cut the junkie
With the plastic eyeballs, spray-paint the vegetables
Dog food stalls with the beefcake pantyhose

Kill the headlights and put it in neutral
Stock car flamin’ with a loser and the cruise control
Baby’s in reno with the vitamin d
Got a couple of couches, sleep on the love-seat

Someone came sayin’ I’m insane to complain
About a shotgun wedding and a stain on my shirt
Don’t believe everything that you breathe
You get a parking violation and a maggot on your sleeve

So shave your face with some mace in the dark
Savin’ all your food stamps and burnin’ down the trailer park

Yo. Cut it.

(double barrel buckshot)
Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me?

Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me?

Forces of evil on a bozo nightmare
Ban all the music with a phony gas chamber
’cuz one’s got a weasel and the other’s got a flag
One’s on the pole, shove the other in a bag

With the rerun shows and the cocaine nose-job
The daytime crap of the folksinger club
He hung himself with a guitar string
A slab of turkey-neck and it’s hangin’ from a pigeon wing

You can’t write if you can’t relate
Trade the cash for the beef for the body for the hate
And my time is a piece of wax fallin’ on a termite
Who's chokin’ on the splinters

Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me?
(Get crazy with the cheese whiz)

Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me?
(drive-by body-pierce)

(yo bring it on down)
Soooooy...

(I’m a driver, I’m a winner. Things are gonna change I can feel it)

Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me?
(I can’t believe you)

Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me?
(Nlehh...)

Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me?
(Sprechen Die Deutsch hier, Baby!)

Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me?
(Know what I’m sayin’?)

Elliott Smith - Son of Sam (Music Video)

SONG: Son of Sam. ALBUM: Figure 8.

LYRICS:

Something's happening, don't speak to soon
Told the boss off and made my move
Got nowhere to go

Son of Sam, son of the shining path, the clouded mind
The couple killer each and every time

I'm not uncomfortable feeling weird
Lonely leared, options disappear
But I know what to do

Son of Sam, son of a doctor's touch, a nurse's love
Acting under orders from above

King for a day...

Son of Sam, son of the shining path, the clouded mind
The couple killer running out of time

Shiva opens her arms now
To make sure I don't get too far
I may talk in my sleep tonight 'cos I don't know what I am
I'm a little like you, more like Son of Sam

Elliott Smith - Baby Britain (Music Video)

SONG: Baby Britain. ALBUM: XO.

LYRICS:

Baby Britain feels the best
Floating over a sea of vodka
Separated from the rest
Fights problems with bigger problems

Sees the ocean fall and rise
Counts the waves that somehow didn't hit her
Water pourning from her eyes
Alcohol again, very bitter

For someone half as smart
You'd be a work of art
You put yourself apart
And I can't help until you start

We knocked another couple back
The dead soldiers lined up on the table
Still prepared for an attack
They didn't know they'd been disabled

Felt a wave, a rush of blood
You won't be happy 'til the bottle's broken
You're out swimming in the flood
You kept back, you kept unspoken

For someone half as smart
You'd be a work of art
You put yourself apart
And I can't help you until you start

You've got a look in your eye
When you're saying goodbye
Like you want to say hi...

The light was on but it was dim
Revolver's been turned over
And now it's ready once again
The radio is always playing Crimson and Clover

London Bridge is safe and sound
No matter what you keep repeating
Nothing's gonna drag me down
To a death that's not worth cheating

For someone half as smart
You'd be a work of art
You put yourself apart
And I can't help until you start

For someone half as smart
You'd be a work of art
You put yourself apart