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Beck - E-Pro

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Lyrics

See me comin' to town with my souls, straight down at the world of my fingers,
Holdin' over the devil I know, hold my troubles and hang on your trigger.
Take your eyes and the knife to the bone, shoot your mouth if you know where you're aimin'.
Don't forget to pick up what you saw, talkin' trash to the garbage around you.

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See me kickin' at the top with my boots, broke down in a ditch of old rubbish.
Snakes and bones at the back of your room, handin' out a confection of venom.
Heaven's drawn the poison you use, thunderbolts in the eyes of a gambler.
Now I seem to come to you, hammer my bones in the anvil of daylight.

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I won't give up that ghost,
It's sick the way these tongues are twisted.
The good in us is all we know,
There's too much left to taste that's bitter.

I won't give up that ghost,
It's sick the way these tongues are twisted.
The good in us is all we know,
There's too much left to taste that's bitter.

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na...
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Discography

Guero - Track 1
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