Guero

By Beck

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See me comin to town with my soul

Straight down out of the world with my fingers

Holding onto the devil I know

All my troubles'll hang on your trigger

Take your eyes and your mind from the road

Shoot your mouth if you know where you're aiming

Don't forget to pick up what you sow

Talking trash to the garbage around you

Na na na na na na na (x4)

See me kickin the door with my boots

Broke down out in a ditch of old rubbish

Snakes and bones in the back of your room

Handing out a confection of venom

Heaven's drunk from the poison you use

Charm the wolves with the eyes of a gambler

Now I see it's a comfort to you

Hammer my bones on the anvil of daylight

Na na na na na na na (x4)

I won't give up that ghost

It's sick the way these tongues are twisted

The good in us is all we know

There's too much left to taste that's bitter

Na na na na na na na (x4)

Que' onda Jose?

Que' onda Jose?

See the vegetable man

In the vegetable van

With a horn that's honking

Like a mariachi band

In the middle of the street

People gather around

Put the dollar-dollar-dollar in the can

Hey wait, que onda?

TJ cowboys hang around

Sleeping in the sidewalk

With a Burger King crown

Never wake 'em up

Mas cerveza

Til the rooster crows

Vatos de gallos

Que' onda guero?

Que' onda guero?

Que' onda guero?

Que' onda guero?

Mondo broncos roll with crowbars

Chingling rancheros on cheap guitars

Abuelitas with plastic bags

Walking to the church with the Spanish candles

Daily borrachos says 'ique putas!'

Andale, Joto, your popsicle is melting

Run better run, da doo run run

??? in the midnight sun

Guero, where are you going?

Que' onda guero?

Guero, where are you going?

Que' onda guero?

Rampart boys with loaded rifles

Guatemalan soccer ball instant replays

Mango ladies, vendedores

And a busstop singer

Banda macho chorus

Que' onda guero?

A donde vayas

Que' onda guero?

A donde vayas

Que ??? es ese?

Alla en la en Pico

Hey vamos a jugar futbol ahí en el Griffith park

La Pico and Vermont

Hey Lacoro

Yeah now I'm going to LACC

I'm taking a ceramics class

See the vegetable man

James Joyce

Michael Bolton

Que' onda guero, where are you going?

Que' onda guero, where are you going?

Hey what's up guero?

"You doing pushups?"

No te veo guero!

El guero!

Que Pasa

Otra vero guero

I dunno I saw a puppet at Tang's

With a mullet and a popsicle

Hey Guero

Que locura!

Chico

Hey Guero

Yeah Bro?

Hehehe, footlong?

Let's go to Cap'n Cork

They have the new Yanni cassette

I saw her, yeah I saw her with her black tongue tied

Round the roses

Fist pounding on a vending machine

Toy diamond ring stuck on her finger

With a noose she can hang from the sun

And put it out with her dark sunglasses

Walking crooked down the beach

She spits on the sand where their bones are bleaching

And I know I'm gonna steal her eye

She doesn't even know what's wrong

And I know I'm gonna make her die

Take her where her soul belongs

And I know I'm gonna steal her eye

Nothing that I wouldn't try

Hey, my sun-eyed girl

Hey, my sun-eyed girl

I saw her, yeah I saw her with her hands tied back

And her rags were burning

Crawling out from a landfilled life

Scrawling her name upon the ceiling

Throw a coin in a fountain of dust

White noise, her ears are ringing

Got a ticket for a midnight hanging

Throw a bullet from a freight train leaving

And I know I'm gonna steal her eye

She doesn't even know what's wrong

And I know I'm gonna make her die

Take her where her soul belongs

And I know I'm gonna steal her eye

Nothing that I would not try

Hey, my sun-eyed girl

I prayed heaven today

Would bring its hammer down on me

And pound you out of my head

I can't think with you in it

I dragged all that I owned

Down a dirt road to find you

My shoes worn out and used

They can't take me much farther

Something always takes the place

Of missing pieces

You can take and put together even though

You know there's something missing

The sun burned a hole in my roof

I can't seem to fix it

I hope the rain doesn't come

And wash me down the gutter

She rides in a car like a queen on a card

And the guns of her mind aim a line

Straight at mine to a heart that was broke

Tried to feel but got choked in the smoke of a desert

A beach with no treasure

A night that's so blue

Feed the aching in you and the background

Birds take a flight from the earth

Where the bonfire burns and the night

Current turns on a lifeboat floating

Down a river of sleep

I can't see her hollow eyes

I'm walkin along with my boots full of rocks

I can't believe these tears were mine

I'll give them to you to put away in a box

Something always takes the place of

Missing pieces you can take and put

Together even though

You know there's something missing

Something always missing always

Someone missing something

Black hearts in effigy

We sing a song that was hated

All dressed in rag and bones

Sharks smell the blood that I'm bleeding

I know there's something wrong

Might take a fire to kill it

Might take a hurricane

Don't know what life that I'm livin

Black tambourine

My baby run to me

She lives in broken down buildings

Can't pay the rent again

These spider webs are my home now

And when the sun is down

We'll shake and rattle our bodies

To keep it warm at night

My tambourine is still shaking

Black tambourine

Space ships can't tame the jungle

And I feel like I'm giving in

We've been drivin thru a desert

Looking for a life to call our own

I push I pull the days go slow

Into a void we filled with death

And noise that laughs falls off their

Maps all cured of pain and doubts

In your little brain

Something's coming sky is purple

Dogs are howling to themselves

Days are changing with the weather

Like a rip tide could rip us away

I push I pull the days go slow

Into a void we filled with death

And noise that laughs falls off their

Maps all cured of pain and doubts

In your little brain

Looking for my place

On assembly lines

Fake prizes

Risin out of the bombholes

Skeleton boys hyped up on purple

Smoke rings blow from across the disco

Bank notes burn like broken equipment

Lookin for shelter readjust your position

Thought control ghost written confessions

Two dimensions dumb your head down

Duck don't look now company missiles

Power is raunchy rent-a-cops are watching

Makin their dreams out of paper mache

Cliche wasted hate taste tested

Hell yes I'm movin this way I'm doin this thing

(please enjoy)

Hell yes I'm turnin it on

I'm workin my legs hell yes

I'm callin you out I'm switchin my plates

(please enjoy)

Hell yes

I'm cleanin the floor my beat is correct

Stretched to the limit attention spans

Snap back retract collapse into laugh tracks

Noise response applause and hand claps

Floodgates open to the sound of the rainbow

Breaking points on the verge of pointless

Fools anointed to the followers fanfare

Look for the common not superficial

Code red cola war conformity crisis

Perfunctory idols rewriting their bibles

With magic markers running out of their ink

Lives in white out

Turn the lights out

Fax machine anthems get your damn hands up

Hell yes I'm movin this way I'm doin this thing

(please enjoy)

Hell yes I'm turnin it on I'm workin my legs

Hell yes I'm callin you out I'm switchin my plates

(please enjoy)

Hell yes

I'm cleanin the floor

My beat is correct

(I like your bass)

Yes

(your beat is nice)

Yes

Hell yes

Hell yes

Hell yes

Hell yes

Yes

I see you there

Your long black hair

Your eyes just stare

Your mind is turning

You know I'll laugh

And I won't take it back

I've seen your eyes I know

What your thinking

And one by one

We'll shoot our guns

We'll have fun

Don't ever doubt it

And when I say

Fare thee well

My only friend

Oh how the days go

Your setting sun

Your broken drum

Your little drugs

I'll never forget you

Never

Forget

You

I'm walkin to the other side

With the devil tryin to take my mind

And my soul's just a silhouette

In the ashes of a cigarette

Illusions never fake their lies

Trick cards fool the eye

Carry zeros over till they add up

Bury tears in the chapters you shut

Sometimes the jail can't chain the cell

And the rain's too plain to tell

All alone by a barren well

The scarecrow's only scarin himself

I've been diggin the ground

Thru the dust and the clouds

I see miles and miles

And the junkyard piles

I wanted hope from a grave

I wanted strength from a slave

What gives you comfort now

Might be the end of you then

Crows are pullin at my clothes

The wind got my fingers froze

Standing all day keepin watch

Over all the treasures we lost

Sometimes the jail can't chain the cell

And the rain's too plain to tell

All alone by a barren well

The scarecrow's only scarin himself

I'm comin over

See me down at the station

By the lane

With my hands in my pocket

Jingling a wish coin

That I stole from a fountain

That was drowning all the cares in the world

When I get older

Climbin up on the back porch fence

Just to see the dogs runnin

With a ring and a question

And my shiverin voice is singing

Thru a crack in the window

I better go it alone

Down on the corner

See me standin

On a makeshift road

With the dust storm blowin

In a long black shadow

Pull a hammer from a coal mine

Down where your daddy was workin

Comb my hair back

Strike a match on a bathroom wall

Where my number was written

Drivin on the sidewalk

Lookin back and the sky is burning

In my rearview mirror

I better go it alone

Two white horses in a line carrying me to my burying

Ground some need diamonds some need love some need

Cards some need luck

Some need dollar bills lining their clothes

All I need is all I need is two white horses in a line taking

Me for my farewell ride some may say this might be

Your last farewell ride

I don't see the face of

Kindness I don't hear the

Mission bells I don't smell

The morning roses all I see

Is all I see is

Two white horses in a line

Carrying me to my burying ground

Some may say this might be

Your last farewell ride

Hey now girl what's the matter with me

We're on a back road something to see

Straight as a razor kickin the dust

Diggin thru ditches and fallin to rust

Takin me far

Far as a rental car can go

Hey now girl at the end of the road

Down where the reaper is walkin alone

Singing a death knell

Clappin along

At the end of the night

There's a road we'll be on

Takin me far

Far as a rental car can go

14 miles away from a landfill grave

Never pawned my watch and chain

To the landlord living inside my head

Never paid my rent till the lights went dead

Then I saw my sign comin up the road

A dead ditch waiting for to bury my load

On the avenues in the plain of day

I threw a roosevelt dime in a bucket of rain

Now hold your hand onto the plow

Work your body till the sun goes down

What's left of death is more than fear

Let dust be dust and the good lord near

It's a little too much to ask of faith

It's a little late to wait for fate

So tell the angels what you seen

Scarecrow shadow on a Nazarene

Kindness will find you

When darkness has fallen

Round your bed

Kindness will follow

Children will wander

Till

The end

Get up son hit you head like a drum

Weeds are all grown in vain

Too much time I got too much time

Living in a waste of space

Take yourself don't break yourself

Its all gonna be ok

Get used to it don't lose your head

Its all gonna be the same

She knows send a message to her

She knows get a message to her

Kill it dead but don't let it die there's a price sitting on your head

Face it down don't turn it around

Unless you wanna be where you been

Take yourself don't break yourself

Its all gonna be ok

Get used to it don't lose your head

Its all gonna be the same

She knows send a massage to her

She knows get a massage to her

Spell out her name in cigarettes and knives tryin to see her

Get her a massage on a dirty window tryin to see her

I've been stripping the days off the sidewark and pavement

The walls are all white and we're painting them whiter for the zig zag manline my radio's plastic

And I've tasted the fodder of a saccharine ending

Day job pay phone one in a trillion and the typecast heathen with the future all rancid

Something to believe

Something to believe

Comin thru the barricades

Cuttin the lines

The red lights goin round

Like insanity sirens

The end of the galaxy

The middle of the road

Where the blackout moons

Cut the weather of couls

Black engines grind down

Teeth are raw the rubber juggernaut

Rots in a shattering jaw

Helter skelter bulldozers

Runnin over the block

Where a pawn shop clock

Is ticking out like a bomb

Its a chain reaction

Like a chain reactor blowing out of my arms

Shoot every paranoid phantom

Thats done me harm

Like a desolate specter in a pummel of fists

Kicking against the pricks

Burning black like wicks

They spit pig iron

Tell you nothing is wrong

Put a heart on a pike

Sing a ressurection song

For a paralysed mind in a kerosene jar

Barracuda believer with a heathen guitar

Apocolyptic nostalgia tokens

Dark arts sell sail for antartica oceans

Its a chain reaction

I'll clap my hands along, and rattle on like a vagabond

I'll rip my uniform, and bend the floor to the early mornin'

I'll shake your dollar bill, and spend it all before the bombs'll kill me

I'll save my best for last and after that don't even ask me

Clap hands, that's right

Clap hands, clap hands that's right

Clap hands clap-clap hands

I'll take my broken bell, and make it ring like a million churches

I'll scratch that kind of itch, down in the ditch and switch my plates out

I'll drive to San Francisco, death to disco take my shirt off

I'll swim to Mexico, don't tell the mermaids where I'm goin'

Clap hands, that's right

Clap hands, clap hands that's right

Clap hands clap-clap hands

I'll clap me hands along, and rattle on like a vagabond

I'll rip my uniform, and bend the floor to the early mornin'

I'll shake your dollar bill, and spend it all before the bombs'll kill me

I'll save my best for last and after that don't even ask me

Clap hands, that's right clap hands, clap hands that's right

Clap, clap

I saw her, yeah I saw her

With her black tongue tied

Round the roses

Fist pounding on a vending machine

Toy diamond ring, stuck on her finger

With a noose she can hang from the sun

And put it out with her dark sunglasses

Walking crooked down the beach

She spits on the sand

Where their bones are bleaching

And I know I'm gonna steal her eye

She doesn't even know what's wrong

And I know I'm gonna make her die

Take her where her soul belongs

And know I'm gonna steal her eye

Nothing that I wouldn't try

I saw her, yeah I saw her

With her hands tied back, and her rags were burning

Crawling out from a landfilled life

Hands tied back

Her rags are burnin'

Hands tied back

Her rags are burnin'

Throw a coin in the fountain of dust

White noise, her ears are ringing

White noise, her ears are ringing

Got a ticket for a midnight hanging

Throw a bullet from a freight train leaving

And I know I'm gonna steal her eye

She doesn't even know what's wrong

And I know I'm gonna make her die

Take her where her soul belongs

And I know I'm gonna steal her eye

Nothing that I wouldn't try

Tongues are... black tongues tied around the roses

Fist pounding on a vending machine

Black tongue... are ringing... fists

Throw a bullet from a freight train leaving

My summer... my summer girl

I see you there

Your long black hair

Your eyes just stare

Your mind is turning

You know I'll laugh

And I won't take it back

I've seen your eyes

I know what you're thinking

And one by one

We'll shoot our guns

We'll have fun

Don't ever doubt it

And when I say

"Fare thee well

My only friend"

Oh how the days go

Oh how the days go

Your setting sun

Your broken drum

Your little drugs

I'll never forget you

I'll never forget you

I'll never forget you

I prayed heaven today

Would bring it's hammer down on me

And pound you out of my head

I can't think with you in it

I dragged all that I own

Down a dirt road to find you

And my shoes worn out and used

They can't take me much furter

Something always

Takes the place of

Missing pieces

You can take and

Put together even though

You know there's something missing

The sun burned a hole in my roof

I can't seem to fix it

And i hope the rain doesn't come

And wash me down the gutter

Something always

Takes the place of

Missing pieces

You can take and

Put together even though

You know there's something missing

Something always missing

Always someone missing something

Something always missing

Always someone missing something

I can't see her hollow eyes

I'm walking along with my boots full of rocks

I can't believe these tears are mine

I'll give them to you to keep 'em in a box

Looking for my place on assembly lines

Fake prizes rising out of the bomb holes

Skeleton boys hyped up in purple

Smoke rings blow from across the disco

Bank notes, burn like broken equipment

Looking for shelter via juxtaposition

Thought control, those written confessions

Two dimensions, dumb your head down

Duck, don't look now, company missiles

Power is raunchy when the cops are watching

Make your dreams out of paper mache

Clinched wasted hate taste-tested

Hell yes, now I'm moving this way, I'm doing this thing

(Please enjoy)

Hell yes, now I'm turning it on, I'm working my legs

Hell yes, now I'm calling you out, I'm switching my plates

(Please enjoy)

Hell yes now I'm cleaning the floor, my beat is correct

Stretched to the limit, attention spared

Snap back the track, collapsin' the laugh tracks

Noise response, applause and handclaps

Floodgates open to the sound of the rainbow

Makin' points on the verge of pointless

Fools anointed to the follower's fanfare

Look for the common, not superficial

Code Red Cola? War conformity crisis

Perfunctory idols rewriting their bibles

With magic markers running out of their ink

Lives and White Out, turn the lights out

Fax machine anthems; get your damned hands up

Hell yes, now I'm moving this way, I'm doing this thing

(Please enjoy)

Hell yes, now I'm turning it on, I'm working my legs

Hell yes, now I'm calling you out, I'm switching my plates

(Please enjoy)

Hell yes, now I'm cleaning the floor, my beat is correct

(Hi. Yeah, that's it

Let me see

Yea, that's it

Let me see

Yea, that's it

Hi)

Let me see, Yeah, that's it

Let me see, seriously, Yea, that's it

Yes

Hi

(I like your bass

Your beat is nice

Yeah, that's it

Yes. Yes.)

Hell yes