Beck - Dead Melodies - Sözleri

Where will you go when this day is over?

A gambler's purse lays on the road

Straight to your door, snakes have gone crazy tonight

Winding their way out of sight



A laugh, a joke, a sentiment wasted

Seasons of strangers, they come and go

Doldrums are pounding, cheapskates are clowning this town

Who could disown themselves now?



Engineer, slow down this old train

Cinders and chaff, laugh at the moon

Night birds will cackle, rotting like apples on trees

Sending their dead melodies to me



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