Songtexte: Beck. Stereopathetic Soul Manure. Rollins Power Sauce.

Umm, my throat muscles
Are completely shredded

You tell no one
'Bout Barney
Leaning on you
Dirty pictures

False faces
Bloody wallet
Ripped out your heart
Put on my clothes

No one'll want you
With a bloody bozo
With a bloody bozo
And I got no focus
Got no focus, ohh

[Incomprehensible]