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Put me in a hole in the ground
With the money and the towel
And the women all runnin' around
Can't complain about the mess
Momma killed the only dress
Now she's longin' for the pines
Watch my troubles all unwind
Drinkin' gasoline and wine
Catch a chill off the stove
On the train, they cannot feel
Lost my head beneath the wheel
Now she steals my body home
The trees are fake, the air is dead
The birds are stuffed with poison lead
And the ground is much too clean
And if it's only me who's scared
Strap 'em to electric chairs
Ring the moon like a broken bell
When she drags you from the hill
Daddy's gonna burn down the still
We can watch it from the rooftop
Lay in to the fryin' pan
Now she kisses her own hand
With the fiddle on the fire
I took a leap into the fog
Sleepin' on a hollow log
Now I'm coughin' with no mouth
You can keep yourself inside
But you know you cannot lie
When the devil's your only friend
With the money and the towel
And the women all runnin' around
Can't complain about the mess
Momma killed the only dress
Now she's longin' for the pines
Watch my troubles all unwind
Drinkin' gasoline and wine
Catch a chill off the stove
On the train, they cannot feel
Lost my head beneath the wheel
Now she steals my body home
The trees are fake, the air is dead
The birds are stuffed with poison lead
And the ground is much too clean
And if it's only me who's scared
Strap 'em to electric chairs
Ring the moon like a broken bell
When she drags you from the hill
Daddy's gonna burn down the still
We can watch it from the rooftop
Lay in to the fryin' pan
Now she kisses her own hand
With the fiddle on the fire
I took a leap into the fog
Sleepin' on a hollow log
Now I'm coughin' with no mouth
You can keep yourself inside
But you know you cannot lie
When the devil's your only friend
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tripped depression
'Ring the moon like a broken bell' is one of my favourite Beck lines. Steal My Body Home is a song that lends itself to lyrical creativity... Beck has mentioned, when talking about 'Lazy Flies,' that many of his songs are like motion pictures. 'Steal my body home' is the sort of abstract arthouse film that they screen at 3 am... the nocturnal nature of it benefits its style and direction
to me this is the most gorgeous beck song with the most chillingly gorgeous lyrics. this song makes clear what an artistic genuis beck is.
This song is brilliant. I think it may be the best Beck song ever.
Starts out as a psychedelic indian dirge and magically transforms into a kazoo driven junkyard jamboree at "the devil's your only friend".
you can keep yourself inside but you know you cannot hide when the devil's your only friend
Simply chilling ...very artistic. The "jam" at the end is a bit uplifting.
I don't think one would ever want to be the frame of mind that this song illustrates...
Awesome song!
"Now I'm coughin' with no mouth..." (shiver) Creepy... Especially considering the surrounding lyrics. Beck is amazing.
i've lived half my life in the frame of mind that this song illustrates. i'm not sure what it means, but i feel it.
this is one of three songs i want played at my funeral.
wow... "the trees are fake, the air is dead the birds are stuffed with poison lead"
I took a leap into the fog sleepin' on a hollow log now I'm coughin' with no mouth
COME ON..