1. Tuesday, September 17, 2002

    Beck 

    Mellow Gold

    Geffen Records

    “Beercan”

    Alcohol on my hands

    I got plans

    To ditch myself and get outside

    Dancing women

    Throwing plates

    Decapitating their laughing dates

    Swirling chickens caught in flight

    Out of focus

    Much too bright

    Coming down

    Shiny teeth

    Game show suckers trying to breath

    But I got a drug and I got the bug

    And I got something better than love

    How you like me now

    Pretty good

    Going on, feeling strong

    I quit my job blowing leaves

    Telephone bills up my sleeves

    Choking like a one man dustbowl

    Freedom rock slimeball

    Talking in code

    We went down

    Lit up the shack

    Grab me a beer out of the sack

    Everybody bent over twice

    Painting the walls throwing some dice

    Leaping up into the air getting juiced up beyond belief

    And they were singing like this

    Winos throwing Frisbees at the sun

    Put my soul between a bun

    Now I’m hungry now I’m drunk

    Now I’m running like a flaming pig

    Oh yeah

    Scraping off the attitude

    Old man eating all my food

    Don’t be kind

    Don’t be rude

    Just shake your boots and let it all get loose

    Oh yeah

    My goodness

    Fluffy clouds

    Jumping rainbows

    Fluffy clouds

    I’m sad

    Jumping rainbows

    Asoft and snuggly place

    Fluffy clouds

    I’m sad and unhappy

    Winos throwing Frisbees at the sun

    Put my soul between a bun

    Now I’m horny now I’m drunk

    Now I’m running like a flaming pig

    Oh yeah, I like it like that

    Oh that is cold

    Somebody put a flame-thrower on that

    Oh my goodness

    Take me down to the depot

    Buddy put me down on the bus

    Oh yeah

    I like it like that

    Somebody bring me a plate of sassafrass