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Название: Hotwax
Исполнитель: Beck
Альбом: Odelay
Год: 1996
Язык: Английский

					
    It takes a backwash man to sing a backwash soul Like a frying pan when the fire's gone Driving my pig while the bands taking pictures in the grass And my radio's smashed And I like pianos in the evening sun Dragging my heals 'til my day is done Saturday night in the Captain's clothes Tender horns blowing when my jewelry froze Yo soy un disco quebrado* Yo tengo chicle en cerebro I can't believe my way back when My Cadillac pants going much to fast Karaoke weekend at the suicide shack Community service and I'm still the mack Shocked my finger spicing my hand I been spreading disease all across the land Beautiful air-conditioned sitting in the kitchen Wishing I was living like a hit man Face down in the guarantees Jaundiced honchos getting busy with ease Because I get down I get down I get down all the way Yo soy un disco quebrado Yo tengo chicle en cerebro Sawdust songs of the plaid bartenders Western Unions of the country westerns Silver foxes looking for romance In the chain smoke Kansas flashdance ass pants And you got the hotwax residues You never lose in your razor blade shoes Stealing pesos out of my brain Hazard signs down the Alamo lanes Radar systems piercing the souls You never get caught with the wax so rotten All my days I got the grizzly words Hijacked flavors that I'm flipping like birds Yo soy un disco quebrado Yo tengo chicle en cerebro who are you? I'm the enchanting wizard of rhythm why did you come here? I came here to tell you about the rhythms of the universe

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