Beck Lyrics Ipsum

Alphabet, alphabet an empty corner and he's talking to me and how am i supposed to live with that and how can i new again and i drank all the beer and i've been riding on this train so long and the people don't breathe and their iron colored ships and there's nothing i wouldn't talk about and those videos are better than love and your sister as we walk out among the manure. 'cause everybody knows 'cause it's payday everyday of the week 'cause it's squalid and it's solid and it's 'cause the wind that is blowing ah, you got it ain't it hard, ain't it hard ain't no fire in the pan alcohol leavin' me dry alcohol please give me some all my life i been talkin' fast all the treasures you could hold and he jousted with the flaming huffy dog and he picks up a magazine, turns on the tv and i clapped my brittle hands and i didn't have no cash and i just started hating some people today. and i threw it away and i won all the awards and i'm down to the sound and i've been lookin' for a new friend and the junkyard piles and the moon is saggin down like a metal ball and you know i'm gonna make her die are ringing in my ears at the end of the night.