Текст песни Beck - Thunder Peel

It's a cold ass fashion When she stole my passion It's an everlasting It's a ghetto blasting On the wonder wheel I let my thunder peel I made an effort to get just what I deserve I got all maxed out, I got faxed some doubt I was jumping around She was a running' coming down In the thick of a trick I couldn't take my pick Between a slime and a fist Just to cool off your dog I'm taking morphine

Now I'm rolling in sweat With a loaf of cold bread And a taco in my jeans On the map if you glide She's got such ugly thighs I got taken by surprise With the plate of flaming noodles It's a cold ass fashion When she stole my passion It's an everlasting It's a ghetto blasting On the wonder wheel I let my thunder peel I made an effort to get just what I deserve

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