Cellphone's Dead Lyrics
| Song | Cellphone's Dead |
| Artist | Beck |
| Album | The Information |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 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 | |
| One by one | |
| This jam is real... that's right | |
| Eye of the sun | |
| Eye of the sun | |
| Eye of the sun | |
| Ahhhhhhhhhh |
| zuo ci : 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 letdown 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 getdown 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 towtruck | |
| Cause it' s after dark | |
| And the dance floor' s full | |
| But everybody' s doubleparked! | |
| 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 | |
| One by one | |
| This jam is real... that' s right | |
| Eye of the sun | |
| Eye of the sun | |
| Eye of the sun | |
| Ahhhhhhhhhh |
| zuò cí : 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 letdown 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 getdown 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 towtruck | |
| Cause it' s after dark | |
| And the dance floor' s full | |
| But everybody' s doubleparked! | |
| 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 | |
| One by one | |
| This jam is real... that' s right | |
| Eye of the sun | |
| Eye of the sun | |
| Eye of the sun | |
| Ahhhhhhhhhh |
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