Beck - I Get Lonesome şarkı sözleri

Well there aint nobody left to impress
and everyone's kissin' their own hands
its 666 on the kitchen floor
there aint no fire in the pan

i get lonesome (4x)

so glad to be a slab
stiff as a stick on a board
i get thoughts and dirty socks
piled in the corner

i get lonesome (4x)

Getting fat on your own fear
bring that beer over here
i stomp on the floor
just to make a sound

i get lonesome (4x)