Lord only knows (Escrita por Beck,
producida y mezclada por Beck y los Dust Brothers)
You only got one finger left
And it's pointing at the door
And your taking for granted
What the lords laid on the floor
So I'm picking up the pieces
And I'm puttin' them up for sale,
Throw your meal ticket out the window
Put your skeletons in jail
Cos lord only knows it's gettin' late
Your senses are gone, so don't you hesistate
Give yourself a call
Let your bottom dollars fall
Throwin your two bit cares down the drain
Invite me to the seven seas
Watch some seasick man
You'll do whatever you please
And I'll do whatever I can
Titanic fare thee well
My eyes are turning pink
Don't call us when the new age
Gets old enough to drink
Cos lord only knows it's getting late
Your senses are gone so don't you hesitate
Move on up the hill
There's nothing dead left to kill
Throwin' your two bit cares down the drain
Aurale
Aurale
Aurale
Aurale
Aurale
Aurale
Just passin' through
Aurale
Aurale
Aurale
Aurale
Goin' back to Houston
Do the hot dog dance,
Goin' back to Houston
To get me some pants
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