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Cellphone's Dead

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  • 作词 : Beck

    Strange ways coming today
    I put a dollar in my pocket
    And I threw it away
    Been a long time
    Since a federal dime
    Made a jukebox sound
    Like a mirror in my mind
    Control my worries
    Fix my thoughts
    Throw my hopes
    Like a juggernaut walks
    Now let-down souls
    Can't feel no rhythm
    Sorry entertainers
    Like aerobics victims
    Hybrid people
    Light a wooded matchstick
    Toxic fumes
    And the burning plastic
    Beats are broken
    Bones are spastic
    Boombox talkin'
    With a southern accent
    Voodoo curses
    Bible tongues
    Voices comin'
    From the mangled lungs
    Give me some grits
    Some get-down shit
    Don't need a good reason
    To let anything rip
    Radio's cold
    Solar's infected
    (One by one
    I'll knock you out)
    God is alone
    Hardware defective
    (One by one
    I'll knock you out)
    Mr. Microphone making
    All the damage felt
    Like a laser manifesto
    Make a mannequin melt
    There's people phonin' in
    Like it's unlimited minutes
    Going through the motions
    Just to savor they did it
    Treadmill's running
    Underneath their feet
    So they feel like they're going somewhere
    But they're not
    So let's put boots
    On the warehouse floor
    Comin' to you
    Like a rope on a chainstore
    Throwing equipment
    From a moving van
    Grab a microphone
    Like a utility man
    Now fix the beat
    Now break the rest
    Make a kick drum sound
    Like an S.O.S.
    Get a tow-truck
    Cause it's after dark
    And the dance floor's full
    But everybody's double-parked!
    Cell phone's dead
    Lost in the desert
    (One by one
    I'll knock you out)
    Eye of the sun
    Is out of its socket
    (One by one
    I'll knock you out)
    This jam is real... that's right
    Eye of the sun
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Beck
    [00:00.00]
    [00:31.38]Strange ways coming today
    [00:33.34]I put a dollar in my pocket
    [00:34.74]And I threw it away
    [00:35.90]Been a long time
    [00:36.82]Since a federal dime
    [00:37.98]Made a jukebox sound
    [00:39.08]Like a mirror in my mind
    [00:40.36]Control my worries
    [00:41.31]Fix my thoughts
    [00:42.43]Throw my hopes
    [00:43.49]Like a juggernaut walks
    [00:44.66]Now let-down souls
    [00:45.72]Can't feel no rhythm
    [00:46.94]Sorry entertainers
    [00:47.94]Like aerobics victims
    [00:49.20]Hybrid people
    [00:50.22]Light a wooded matchstick
    [00:51.37]Toxic fumes
    [00:52.48]And the burning plastic
    [00:53.53]Beats are broken
    [00:54.66]Bones are spastic
    [00:55.77]Boombox talkin'
    [00:56.89]With a southern accent
    [00:58.04]Voodoo curses
    [00:59.01]Bible tongues
    [01:00.16]Voices comin'
    [01:01.23]From the mangled lungs
    [01:02.34]Give me some grits
    [01:03.45]Some get-down shit
    [01:04.61]Don't need a good reason
    [01:05.73]To let anything rip
    [01:08.19]Radio's cold
    [01:10.28]Solar's infected
    [01:13.77](One by one
    [01:14.88]I'll knock you out)
    [01:17.46]God is alone
    [01:19.12]Hardware defective
    [01:22.46](One by one
    [01:23.35]I'll knock you out)
    [01:24.88]Mr. Microphone making
    [01:25.83]All the damage felt
    [01:26.90]Like a laser manifesto
    [01:27.76]Make a mannequin melt
    [01:29.14]There's people phonin' in
    [01:30.09]Like it's unlimited minutes
    [01:31.42]Going through the motions
    [01:32.43]Just to savor they did it
    [01:33.60]Treadmill's running
    [01:34.65]Underneath their feet
    [01:35.87]So they feel like they're going somewhere
    [01:37.23]But they're not
    [01:38.05]So let's put boots
    [01:39.15]On the warehouse floor
    [01:40.38]Comin' to you
    [01:41.18]Like a rope on a chainstore
    [01:42.50]Throwing equipment
    [01:43.52]From a moving van
    [01:44.62]Grab a microphone
    [01:45.69]Like a utility man
    [01:46.79]Now fix the beat
    [01:47.82]Now break the rest
    [01:49.06]Make a kick drum sound
    [01:50.23]Like an S.O.S.
    [01:51.33]Get a tow-truck
    [01:52.35]Cause it's after dark
    [01:53.35]And the dance floor's full
    [01:54.65]But everybody's double-parked!
    [02:10.66]Cell phone's dead
    [02:12.59]Lost in the desert
    [02:16.12](One by one
    [02:17.09]I'll knock you out)
    [02:19.81]Eye of the sun
    [02:21.57]Is out of its socket
    [02:25.00](One by one
    [02:26.01]I'll knock you out)
    [02:38.68]This jam is real... that's right
    [03:04.45]Eye of the sun