Beck - Heartland Feeling Lyrics
[female voice: Im totally *****ed up. i can barely speak. Im totally *****ed up.They gave me so many drugs. but, uh...Im gonna be here...[beck speaks]alright, what were talkin about here is...is kind of a...its a heartlandFeeling...like, uh, mellencamp, you know, kind of a mellen feeling. ok, what youGotta get together is a... some...a heartland folk singer. uh, were gonna need a realQuick... uh, john cougar mellencamp, bruce springsteen, bob seeger...that type ofFeel. a mellen feeling. you know, real, uh, powerful, approving music, uh...of aHeartland quality, uh, just powerful straight-forward music. and if you cant get justThe right type of feeling, find someone who will pass and change them.]Old man johnson got his head in his handMakin his way across state in a fiddlin bandWith hair all down in his eyesAnd the microphone all covered with fliesWhen he gets done playin, goes back to his roomClimbs in the bed in his cowboy bootsAnd he picks up a magazine, turns on the tvLights a cigar as hes fallin asleepWell hes only a personWho doesnt know shitYea, nothin happeninThats about itYeeaaaahhhWell little rosanna came from texarkanaHad fourteen dollars wrapped in a bandanaCame into town not lookin for muchWell she found a hound dog and she named him dutchShe got a job at the arcade takin quartersBut she was never too good at takin ordersSo one night she stopped givin out changeShe kicked the boss in the shin and unplugged the gamesShes only a personWho doesnt know shitNothin happeninThats about itOoo ooo, yea yea yeaSam got canned at the canneryShe punched out the clock that nightHis knuckle was bleeding as he walked homeHe was cold and he had a headacheWell his wife was cookin canned beansHe took out all the money out of his jeansAnd he set it on fire in the kitchen sinkAs his wife handed him a drinkHe was only a personWho didnt know shitNothin happeninThats about itOh yeahWooo ooo oooSmiley was lookin for handoutsSleepin in an abandoned lighthouseDown at the mini-mall shakin his hatWashin windows with his bare handHe found a sports car with the keysIn the ignition it just seemed so easyHe took a joyride, drove it into a hedgeCame out with the steering wheel wrapped around his headWell hes only a personWho doesnt know shitNothin happeninThats about itOoo ooo yeaWell janie was born in a small townEverybody just standin aroundThey had bingo games and the raffleEverybody chewin tobaccoWell she grew up kinda restlessAll her boyfriends wanted to be dentistsWell, she got a job at the truck stopAnd she got old fast and never did what she wantedShes only a personWho doesnt know shitNothin happeninThats about itYea yea yea....oh yea, etc.
