Beck — Lord Only Knows

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AHHRRRRHHHH!

You only got one finger left
And it’s pointing at the door
And your’e taking for granted
What the Lord’s laid on the floor

So I’m picking up the pieces
And I’m puttin’ them up for sale
Throw your meal ticket out the window
Put your skeletons in jail

‘Cause Lord only knows it’s gettin’ late
Your senses are gone, so don’t you hesistate
To give yourself a call
Letcha’ bottom dollars fall
Throwin’ your two-bit cares down the drain

Invite me to the seven seas
Like some seasick man
You’ll do whatever you please
And I’ll do whatever I can
Titanic, fare thee well
My eyes are turning pink
Don’t call us when the new age
Gets old enough to drink

‘Cause Lord only knows it’s getting late
Your senses are gone so don’t you hesitate
To move on up the hill
Well there’s nothing dead, left to kill
Throwin’ your two bit cares down the drain

Yeah
Odelay
Odelay
Odelay
Odelay
Odelay
Odelay
Just passin’ through

Odelay
Odelay
Odelay
Odelay

DYow!

Goin’ back to Houston
Do the hot dog dance
Goin’ back to Houston
To get me some pants