Beck - Diskobox Lyrics
([gotta get it)([gotta] get it)(yeeah-oh!)(yeeah-oh!)(plastic classic)Cant forget my [bestial] [? ? ? ]Close electric telephone [phones]Ballin like hordes!About the shout!Nasty distortion, [out on my road-jump]All my friends gout [biscuit/sixties] soulRockin the plasticTakin the [no no / robo]Rough as a riverCowboy nowboy[biscuit / risk it] [tripper] hittin the wickedMan with soul, above the roadTakin it back for the finger-point crowdOoh, [gotta] get it, plastic classicTotem] [poles] in the briefcase showsDiskobox, [so] action!Gotta [let forget] with the jazz effect*(gotta [let forget] with the jazz effect)*Diskobox, [so] action!Gotta [let forget] with the jazz effect*(gotta [let forget] with the jazz effect)*Once the whistle blows, my sucker frozeLast saturday night, I couldnt find my [fight][drinkin] whiskey an I did not shaveParalyzed, liked didnt have no time[pumping] [whimper] and round the roadA traveling man with a crooked vanSoda-pop oo sittin like slimeLets get [soul] an I realizedDiskobox, [so] action!Gotta [let forget] with the jazz effect*(gotta [let forget] with the jazz effect) - beck sings at the same time*Diskobox oh!Diskobox oh!Diskobox oh!Diskobox oh!Diskobox oh!Diskobox oh!Diskobox oh!
