Corvette Bummer

by Beck

From the album: Loser

Track 2 of 5 on Loser (1994).

Duration: 4:57

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Lyrics for Corvette Bummer

All my days I had moldy bread Robot brains and the flying airplanes Hollowed out, and filled with dust Rocking like a hurricane under the rug Bored to the core on a sunken boat A worn out candle and a plastic coat A ziploc bag, a pelican bone A perfect, stupid, cardboard reject Overfed, electric comatose Riding in the air, invisible socks A broken blanket, flaming sawdust Waking up in the shadow of a piece of dirt Gonna fly like a dog Gonna leap right out the wall Gonna walk around this town with a can of whiskey Gonna run like a bird Gonna roll out in the dirt Gonna run around this town with a phone machine Yellow cat laying flat on the road Molten lead shooting out the ground Tinfoil witch burning under the bridge Flap your wings and leap out the window Put a glass eye in the eyes of God Nuke the kids, Polaroid cupcake Take it to the limit, new wave biscuit Camouflage gimmick, wimp out like never before Gonna jump like a flag Gonna burn like a pig Gonna flap around and pass out on the kitchen floor Gonna crawl like a rock Gonna dance like a worm Gonna take my shoes right off and smell my socks Fly like a squirrel Gonna swim like a chicken Gonna weedwack a plate of noodles in the afternoon Gonna melt like a weasel Gonna fry like a kid Gonna get my walkie talkie and some mustard and some mayonnaise And a mermaid and some macaroni, bricks And some telephone wires and phone machines And a

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