Beck

Beck - Readymade lyrics

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An open road where I can breathe
Where the lowest low is calling to me
I can pull myself back up back down
Stuck together like a readymade
And nobody knows where we been
  Cancelled rations are running thin
  Watches tick out of tune
  Falling apart like a readymade
  My bags are waiting in the next life
Rubbish piles fresh and plain
  Empty boxes in a pawn shop brain
  License plates stowaway
  Standing in line like a readymade
  And my bags are waiting in the next life
An open road where I can breathe
  Where the lowest low is calling to me
  I can pull myself back up back down
  Stuck together like a readymade
  And my bags are waiting in the next life
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Copyrights:

Author: John King, Mike Simpson

Composer: ?

Publisher: Geffen Records, Inc.

Details:

Released in: 1996

Language: English

Appearing on: Odelay (1996)

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