Beck - Mystery Song #1 Lyrics
Baby I cant make it straightMy boots got stuck and I cant waitYoure the one whos got no tongueLook and see which way its runMan alive, I cant drive my too big cares awayObituaries I seen right throughBrochures of the times we knewTaxes on the days we spentRepossessed and named and chainedMan alive, I cant drive my too big cares awayAccusations, suspects namedBattered husbands, cousins blamedHoldin up your trophy bonesSticks and stones and lesser knownsMan alive, I cant drive my too big cares awayAnd all your hopes can be derailedLow salt (? ) in the seas you sailedNo dreams in the night you lieAll the stars stripped from the skyMan alive, I cant drive my too big cares awayMan alive, I cant drive my too big cares away