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Soul Of A Man `Beck`

Beat my bones against the wall Staring down an empty hall Deep down in a hollow log Coming home like a letter bomb Cold was the storm That covered the night Call a doctor, call a ghost Put a fire into

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

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

Beercan (Album Version) `Beck`

my job blowing leaves telephone bills up my sleeves choking like a one man dustbowl freedom rock slimeball talking in code we went down lit up the shack grab me a beer out of the sack everybody

Beercan `Beck`

quit my job blowing leaves telephone bills up my sleeves choking like a one man dustbowl freedom rock slimeball talking in code we went down lit up the shack grab me a beer out of the sack everybody

I'm So Glad `Beck`

Beck's version was recorded for director Wim Wender's section of a documentary about the blues.

Diskobox `Beck`

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 soul

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

Five Feet Of Lovin' `Jeff Beck`

She gives me five feet of lovin, yeah man Five feet of huggin', oh boy Five feet of lovin' that satisfies my soul.

Inferno `Beck`

on down 'Cause 4am, gonna hit it again Leaving dollar bills on the buffalo hills The moon's eye is frozen shut These vacant lanes unknown, uncut Shredded up and sold for seed Another tribute sent to a

Bottle of Blues `Beck`

i just found me a bottle of blues some strange comfort for a soul to soothe ain't it hard ain't it hard, to want somebody who doesn't want you and i've been waiting for a year, a day some strange

Elevator Music `Beck`

1, 2, you know what to do Alright I'm uptight super Gathered out of the frame I shake a leg on the ground Like an epileptic battery man I'm making my move Lettin' loose like a belt Little worse

We Live Again `Beck`

These withered hands have dug for a dream sifted through sand and leftover nightmares over the hill a desolate wind turns shit to gold and blows my soul crazy the end of the end we live again

Hotwax `Beck`

It takes a backwash man to sing a backwash song Like a frying pan when the fire's gone Driving my pig while the band's taking pictures in the grass In my radio smashed And I like pianos in the evening

High 5 (Rock The Catskills) `Beck`

to the room with a powerful motion Leopard skin let the records spin 'Round and round with the speed of sound High 5!

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

Bogus Soul `Beck`

and I tell how the people they want my soul they wanna touch me with my finger oh, they feel...oooohhhhh I wanna think I wanna feel I don't got no tail I rock n roll my rack n roll I've got the

Thinking About You `Beck`

I pull the curtain and lay in bed I've got fifteen movies of you Playing in my?head Chasing?the moonlight Watching the?ocean turn blue Just thinking about you Thinking?

Sexx Laws `Beck`

pixilated doctors moan Carnivores in the Kowloon night Breathing freon by the candlelight Coquettes bitch slap you so polite Till you thank them For the tea and sympathy I want to defy The logic of

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

Cupcake `Beck`

I'm a motherfucker because I don't give a fuck! Yow, ow! what the fuck is up! Yeah, I'm a motherfucker 'cause I don't give a fuck! Yo, my man, what the fuck is up? What the fuck is up?

Ozzy `Beck`

(can I get a little echo on this?) Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy What does it mean?

Deadweight `Beck`

On a highway unpaved going my way You're so alone today Like a ghost town I've found There's no relief, no salt in the sea Is it true what they say You can't behave You gamble your soul away Measuring

girl `Beck`

I saw her, yea I saw her With her black tongue tied round the roses A fist pounding on a vending machine Toy diamond ring stuck on her finger With a noose she can hang from the sun And put it out

Heart Full Of Soul `Jeff Beck`

Just give her my message, tell her of my plea. And I know, if I could have her back again, I would never make her sad. I got a heart full of soul. I got a heart full of soul.

Soul Sucked Dry `Beck`

my soul's suckin dry my soul's been sucked dry emptiness surrounds me bitterness crowns me emptiness surrounds me bitterness crowns me with my soul sucked dry oh, my soul's suckin' dry famine

Cellphone's Dead `Beck`

Strange ways coming today I put a dollar in my pocket And I threw it away Been a long time Since a federal dime Made a jukebox sound Like a mirror in my mind Control my worries Fix my thoughts Throw my

Peaches & Cream `Beck`

Don't tell your right hand baby What your left hand do You know those road check girls Will make your brown breath blue Peaches and Cream You make a garbage man scream Such a dangerous dream

Peaches And Cream `Beck`

Don't tell your right hand baby What your left hand do You know those road check girls Will make your brown breath blue Peaches and Cream You make a garbage man scream Such a dangerous dream Peaches and

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