Cold Brains Lyrics - Mutations - Beck

Cold brains, unmoved 

Untouched, unglued 

Alone at last 

No thoughts, no mind 

To rot behind 

A trail of disasters 

A final curse 

Abandoned hearse 

We ride disowned 

Corroded to the bone 

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The fields of green 

Are bent, obscene 

I lay upon the gravel 

A worm of hope 

A hangman's rope 

Pulls me one way or the other 

A final curse 

Abandoned hearse 

We write this song 

Corroded to the bone 

A bird of song 

Is heard no longer 

In the evacuated heavens 

The drain is drawn 

And drained and gone 

And on and on, it doesn't matter 

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A final curse 

Abandoned hearse 

We rock the salt 

Corroded to the bone