Texty: Beck. Stereopathetic Soul Manure. The Spirit Moves Me.

Walkin' back to the burnin' schoolhouse
And I don't mind bein' afraid
And the kids drinkin' in the park
Tell me where the money goes

Late at night and the spirit moves me
Old man with no clothes
Leanin' on my fence
You know I don't need to waste no time

I'm gettin' fast at being the last
And the food don't taste the same
You can call me once a week
Tell me where I been

Phony lady layin' flat on the road
And I'm down to the sound
And the helicopter goin' by
Of a sky turned brown

And I'm lovin' everything you say
I don't think it's funny
When you shave both of my arms
But that's alright, now

That I didn't mean to say
Lately I been spittin' out the things
You don't listen to me anyway