Beck Cellphone\'s Dead 가사검색 :: 가사집

Cellphone`s Dead `Beck`

Cell phone's dead Lost in the desert One by one I'll knock you out Eye of the sun Is out of its socket One by one I'll knock you out One by one This jam is real... that's right Eye

Static `Beck`

it''s a perfect day to lock yourself inside who you foolin'' with the fools are right it''s the same thing but it''s almost as different hard to tell when it pacifies your mind leaves you stranded

Dead Melodies `Beck`

Dead Melodies Where will you go When this day is over?

Already Dead `Beck`

Already Dead Time wears away All the pleasures of the day All the treasures you could hold Days turn to sand Losing strength in every hand They can't hold you anymore Already dead to me now

Youthless `Beck`

There`s a bottomless pit that we`ve been climbing from Just to get on level ground Shake your seasick legs around Dead of winter in a logo town Signs of life are soft and flickering Need a bed to lay

Diamond Bollocks `Beck`

looking back at some dead world that looks so new offices and fountains that they named for you dazzlements of accidents rejoice their doom hari-karis spinnin' round the golden looms girl you dream

Outcome `Beck`

this (outcome is different than I expected) shot in the leg shot in the leg my leg is a bone nobody home my hand is a wire the skies are fire the drums are beating pistols and jeans left for dead

Fume `Beck`

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 and there's a fume in this truck and I don't know if we're dead

High 5 (Rock The Catskills) `Beck`

More dead than alive! Rocking the plastic like a man from the Catskills! High 5! More dead than alive! Rocking the plastic like a man from the Catskills!

Everybody`s Got To Learn Sometime?(Exclusive Recording) `Beck`

\"Change your heart Look around you Change your heart It will astound you I need your lovin\' Like the sunshine Everybody\'s gotta learn sometime Everybody\'s gotta learn sometime Everybody\'

Nobody`S Fault But My Own `Beck`

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 used tried to tell you i

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

Guess I\'m Doing Fine `Beck`

There\'s a blue bird at my window I can\'s hear the songs he sings All the jewels in heaven They don\'s look the same to me I just wade the tides that turned Till I learn to leave the past behind

The Horrible Fanfare / Landslide / Exoskeleton `Beck`

blindfold When she crawls from the Himalayan rain Where the birds of prey are weapons on fire She's ridin' a landslide down to me Gettin' the desert under me Shakin' the dead birds from the trees

Profanity Prayers `Beck`

but stare like a creature With the laws of a brothel and the fireproof bones of a preacher And your lingo coined from the sacrament of a casino On a government loan with a guillotine in your libido Who`s

Dreams `Beck`

on out of your dreams And wake up from your reverie Time is here, don\'t go to sleep Streets are running on the brink They say that we\'ve got nothing But a dollar for a life of sin Cause there\'s

Emergency Exit (Th' Corn Gangg) `Beck`

14 miles away from a landfill grave Never pawned my watch and chain To the landlord living inside my head Never paid my rent till the lights went dead Then I saw my sign comin up the road A dead

Emergency Exit (Album Version) `Beck`

14 miles away from a landfill grave Never pawned my watch and chain To the landlord living inside my head Never paid my rent till the lights went dead Then I saw my sign comin up the road A dead ditch

Replica `Beck`

Make a perfect replica of your life Cut the paper with exacto knife Tape it up, tape it up Against the howling wind I`m so tired don`t know where to begin It`s so unreal It`s all I need This replica I

Lazy Flies `Beck`

to sweep the debris to harness dead horses to ride in the sun a life of confessions written in the dust out in the mangroves the mynah birds cry in the shadows of sulphur the trawlers drift by

Derelict `Beck`

I dropped my anchor in the dead of night I packed my suitcase and threw it away I fell asleep in the funeral fire I gave my clothes to the police man Blow back derelict wind, lay my soul in the foul

Feather In Your Cap `Beck`

Bust a move with what you can Dead phone machine piled on the table Disappointment is a feather in your cap You want the truth Not when it's unplanned There's no map That could tell you where you are You're

E-Pro `Beck`

trash to the garbage around you Na na na na na na na ~ See me kickin´ at the top with my boots Broke down at ~ Snakes and bones at the back of your room Handin´ out a confection of venom Heaven´s

Don`t Let It Go `Beck`

them wear you out Don\'t let them turn your mind inside out Don\'t let it go Don\'t let it go away Don\'t let it go Don\'t let it go away You don\'t have to let it go away In the crossfire there\'s

Volcano `Beck`

I`ve been walking on these streets so long I don`t know where they`re going to lead anymore But I think I must have seen a ghost I don`t know if it`s my illusions that keep me alive I don`t know what

Cellphone `최기쁨`

I want to stop peeking at your cellphone whenever you fall asleep Im so angry with you for making me like this and me for doing this If you contact any girl, tell me first before I ask Tell me that Im

cellphone `Salt Cathedral`

Do you want to stay in your little world? Or do you want to think big with me Do you want to think big with me? Do you wanna get caught up in vanity? In the banality of conversation? Everybody knows e...

Blue Cross `Beck`

She's a blue cross (x4) she's a burning lawn she's dead and gone she's here and now she's hangin around she's a blue cross (x4) she's a liquor store she's a apple core she's a camel hair she's

Gamma Ray `Beck`

transistor sound And my Chevrolet terraplane going `round `round `round Come a little gamma ray Standing in a hurricane Your brains are bored Like a refugee From the houses burning And the heatwave`s

I'm With The Band (feat. Beck) `The Black Keys`

the neon graveyard A Dixie cup full of sin My chaperone is playing the trick card And all my good intentions were bad (Hey) I'm walking through a ring of fire With a credit card glued to my hand And my cellphone