Devil Got My Woman Beck

Must have been the devil Believe that woman has gone mad Must a been the devil Believe that woman has gone mad Nothing' but the devil Change my baby's mind Nothing but the devil Change my baby's mind Laid

Rack My Mind Jeff Beck

Baby I got a problem, Don't know what to do. Baby I got a problem, I don't know what to do. Can't find the words to describe you, woman, None I got will do.

Sweet Sunshine (Album Version) Beck

bucket full of blood got you on my mind gonna break my face on the sweet sunshine bucket full of blood got you on my mind gonna break my face on the sweet sunshine I wanna get up off the floor

Sweet Sunshine Beck

bucket full of blood got you on my mind gonna break my face on the sweet sunshine bucket full of blood got you on my mind gonna break my face on the sweet sunshine I wanna get up off the floor I

Devils Haircut Beck

the garbage man trees Mouthwash jukebox gasoline Pistols are pointing at a poor man's pockets Smiling eyes ripping out of his sockets Got a devil's haircut in my mind Got a devil's haircut in my

Nitemare Hippy Girl Beck

she took me off my guard with disappointment I got sucked inside of her apartment she's got dried-up flowers, flaky skin a beaded necklace and a bottle of gin she's a nightmare hippy girl with

Nitemare Hippy Girl (Album Version) Beck

she took me off my guard with disappointment I got sucked inside of her apartment she's got dried-up flowers, flaky skin a beaded necklace and a bottle of gin she's a nightmare hippy girl with her

Scarecrow Beck

I'm walkin to the other side With the devil tryin to take my mind And my soul's just a silhouette In the ashes of a cigarette Illusions never fake their lies Trick cards fool the eye Carry zeros

Scarecrow (Remixed By EL-P) Beck

I'm walkin to the other side With the devil tryin to take my mind And my soul's just a silhouette In the ashes of a cigarette Illusions never fake their lies Trick cards fool the eye Carry

Fume Beck

my friend picked me up about quarter past 5 we stopped and got some donuts and we took a little drive we had a can of nitrous, we rolled the windows up now we're breathin' deeply, breathin' deeply

It's All In Your Mind Beck

IT'S ALL IN YOUR MIND Well it's all in your mind It's all in your mind Well it's all in your mind And I wanted to be I wanted to be Wanted to be your good friend Well I cannot believe You got

Woman Love Jeff Beck

Woman love, hey, hey, hey, woman love, hey, hey Woman love, hey, hey, hey, woman love, hey, hey Well, I went to my good doctor not so long ago A-walkin' in a circle and moanin' low He looked at me

Ghost Range (E-Pro remix by Homelife) (Remix By Homelife) Beck

See me comin to town with my soul Straight down out of the world with my fingers Holding onto the devil I know All my troubles'll hang on your trigger Take your eyes and your mind from the road Shoot

E-Pro Beck

See me comin´ to town with my souls Straight down at the world of my fingers Holdin´ over the devil I know Hold my troubles and hang on your trigger Take your eyes and the knife to the bone Shoot

Nobody's Fault But My Own Beck

Nobody`s Fault But My Own Treated you like a rusty blade A throwaway from an open grave Cut you loose from a chain gang And let you go And on the day you said it's true Some love holds, some gets

Lost Women Jeff Beck

See my future coming, Like the rising of the tide. But I lost you, Lost you woman. The only woman, Woman who was my kind. Made me lose my money, You made me lose my mind.

She's A Woman Jeff Beck

My love don't give me presents I know that she's no peasant Only ever has to give me Love forever and forever My love don't give me presents Turns me on when I get lonely People tell me that

Turn Away Beck

hold the light That fixes you in time Keeps you under Takes you over the wall That love divides between waking and slumber Turn away Turn turn away From the weight of your own past It's magic for the devil

Nobody`S Fault But My Own Beck

loose from a chain gang and let you go and on the day you said it\'s true some love holds, some gets used tried to tell you i never knew it could be so sweet who could ever be so cruel, blame the devil

American Wasteland Beck

"Something's wrong 'cause my mind is fading And everywhere I look there's a dead end waiting Temperatures dropping at the rotten oasis Stealing kisses from the leperous faces Something's wrong 'cause

The Nazz Are Blue Jeff Beck

I'm searching for my baby, I think I'm gonna cry, yeah. I can't find that woman, No matter how hard I try. Well I've got myself a car, And the thing is painted blue.

E-Pro (Album Version) Beck

See me comin' to town with my soul Scrape down at the bump of my fingers Holdin' over the devil I know All my troubles just hang on your trigger Take your eyes and mind from the road Shoot your mouth if

Bogus Soul Beck

fuckin' on my... fuckin' on my floor fuckin' off fuckin' talkin to me fuckin' talkin to me...ohhhh and I won't (?)

Fuckin With My Head (Mountain Dew Rock) Beck

I ain't got no inclination give away my sweet sensation sleepin in an old toolshed scumbag cryin' on his pillow when you wanna be with me, then we will see who's fuckin' with my head hey hey hey

Fuckin With My Head (Mountain Dew Rock) (Album Version (Explicit)) Beck

I ain't got no inclination give away my sweet sensation sleepin in an old toolshed scumbag cryin' on his pillow when you wanna be with me, then we will see who's fuckin' with my head hey hey hey

Burnt Orange Peel Beck

Long ago things to be Ive got a garden hose and a color tv I've got time on my hands I've got time on my hands nobody cares what i do Long ago things to do I've got a burnt orange peel and a

Thunderpeel Beck

It's a cold ass fashion when she stole my passion It's an everlasting, it's a ghettoblasting On the wonderwheel I let my thunder peel I made an effort to get just what I deserve I got all maxed out, I

Cut 1/2 Blues Beck

I thought I heard a chainsaw rather late last night I woke this mornin' and I knew I was right I got the cut-in-half blues well the last thing I saw was the big long saw I got the cut-in-half

Sissyneck Beck

And my pants ain't getting no bigger I got a stolen wife And a rhinestone life And some good ol' boys I'm writing my will On a three dollar bill In the evening time All my friends Tell me

Diskobox Beck

Got to get it Got to get it Yeah oh Yeah oh Can't forget my bestial Close electric telephone phones Balling like hordes About the shout Nasty distortion out on my road jump All my friends gout biscuit

Where It's At (U.N.K.L.E. Remix) Beck

I got two turntables and a microphone Where it's at! I got two turntables and a microphone Where it's at! I got two turntables and a microphone Where it's at!

SA-5 Beck

Tell me where you want me to go If I'm gone then I'll get there soon Tell me what you want me to be If I've been there split in two Tell me what you want me to say Then I'll put my tongue away Tell me

Gold Chains Beck

spice last Sunday Like a broken machine I got 50-foot woofers And I'm lonesome tonight I put my hands in the air Like a hazard light I'm going back home With my gold chains swinging I'm going back home

Special People Beck

special people all the time special people on my mind special people burnin' white special people gettin' all uptight special people kiss my soul special people take control special people lick

Crystal Clear Beck

plastic donut, can of spam there's no kindness in this land better not let my good gal catch you here she's gettin' all juiced up with a bottle of plain-wrap beer coffee clothing pasted on clean

Where It's At Beck

I got two turntables and a microphone Where it's at! I got two turntables and a microphone Where it's at! I got two turntables and a microphone Where it's at!

Where Its At Beck

I got two turntables and a microphone Where it's at! I got two turntables and a microphone Where it's at! I got two turntables and a microphone Where it's at!

Soul Suckin Jerk Beck

I got a job making money for the man throwing chicken in the bucket with the soda pop can puke green uniform on my back I had to set it on fire in a vat of chicken fat I leaped on the counter like

Soul Suckin' Jerk (Album Version) Beck

I got a job making money for the man throwing chicken in the bucket with the soda pop can puke green uniform on my back I had to set it on fire in a vat of chicken fat I leaped on the counter like

Lazy Flies Beck

lazy flies all hovering above the magistrate he puts on his gloves and he looks to the clouds all pink and disheveled there must be some blueprints, some creed of the devil inscribed in our minds

Beercan Beck

Alcohol on my hands I got plans to ditch myself and get outside dancing women throwing plates decapitating their laughing dates swirling chickens caught in flight out of focus much too bright

Strange Apparition Beck

Lord, please don\'t forsake me In my Mercedes Benz All the riches and the ruins Now we all know how that story ends Strange apparition Haunting my brain Standing on the last legs Of a dream that

Beercan (Album Version) Beck

Alcohol on my hands I got plans to ditch myself and get outside dancing women throwing plates decapitating their laughing dates swirling chickens caught in flight out of focus much too bright

Mexico Beck

come gather round me people, here's a story you never heard 'bout me and my friends and some things that occured we thought we'd get some money, we thought that we might go spend a weekend pleasant

I\'ve got a feeling BECK

I\'ve got a feeling a feeling deep inside, oh yeah I\'ve got a feeling a feeling I can\'t hide, oh no Oh please believe me I\'d hate to miss the train Oh yeah And if you leave me I won\'t be late

Cut in Half Blues Beck

Some folks get their kicks steppin on ants some folks fall for love and romance some like to roll in the mud and laugh my baby just likes to cut people in half I got the cut in half blues yeah

beck. wave to earth

Yeah, I know that I am broke You knew my dreams weren't big enough I thought I'd make a good living on my own But the reality is always a mess Play with the cats on the way home 'Cause I'm still so ashamed

Race With The Devil Jeff Beck

Well I've led an evil life, so they say But I'll hide from the devil on judgement day, I said Move, hot-rod, move man Move, hot-rod, move man Move hot-rod, move me on down the the line, oh yeah Well

Debra Beck

Jenny" i coldstep to you with a fresh pack of gum somehow i knew you were lookin' for some (oh no) like a fruit that's ripe for a pickin' i wanna do you like that Zankou Chicken 'cos only you've got

Timebomb Beck

We got a time bomb We got a time bomb We got a time bomb Na na na na We got a warning light We got a warning light We pull the plug out and we— Na na na na Time bomb ticking Time bomb ticking There's a