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beck - detonate lyrics

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yeah

i’m a strapped-in loner, i was heedin’ that shame
you never shake my hand, you never know my name
a crack house cooling, just chewin’ the floor
i past out cold and i go look for some more
i got all kinds of devices i’m gonna detonate

got a .45 magazine, rags of gasoline
phone booth, gold tooth, a pigeon wing
got bazookas, hand grenades
firebomb weddings, spray down parades

i used to work in an office in the outskirts of town
routine, the grindstone grinding me down
so i picked up a filing cabinet and threw it at my boss
and then i took him outside and hung him on a cross
then i kept walking on down the road

oh yeah

well fourteen uzis later and a bottle of rum
a cigarette lighter and a live chicken
got in all kinds of mischief
some kinds i won’t tell
i did all kinds of things

well i went into the peekaboo hut
to watch the lady have s-x with a mutt
and then, uh, then i, then i, i had
a demolition derby with some shopping carts
and i k!lled every pop star in the top-twenty charts
i like to hijack people
i like to jump through movie screens at the best parts

i was reading that hardcore magazine
“101 erotic things to do with bologna”
then i went home and i painted the tv screen
on the old black and white tv
and i painted a picture on it
and i watched it all night long

i ate a live dog and i buried his bones
then i carved out a tombstone
i got sh-ll-casings in the freezer
a money belt in the drawer
i stole some blank checks
and i used them down at the comic book store
i read a lot of comic books

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