In A Cold Ass Fashion Lyrics - Soundtrack Exclusives & Rarities - Beck

Fly like the eagle 

Fly like the eagle 

Fly... 

Squeegee 

Ah, you got it 

When we get down to the shrink-wrap on my grave 

You know the nitty-gritty never looked so safe 

You get whipflash under the bridge 

Like a cold-ass lover with the buckskin 

Get the squeegee and it's easy to be me 

Clean my boots and I'm still feelin' homeless 

Your brother is deader than a phone machine 

With a bucket of green piss 

And I'm tryin' not to look at Satan making love to a dishrag 

So load up the gimmick wagon, get out of town 

Do me a favor -- don't stick around 

'Cause my kneecaps are turnin' slightly brown 

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Let's be doin' it right 

Comin' down in a cold ass fashion 

And the people don't breathe 

Comin' down in a cold ass fashion 

Steppin' in the beefsteak 

Comin' down in a cold ass fashion 

And the mayonnaise comes 

Comin' down in a cold ass fashion 

Black Twinkie 

Gettin' all caught up in a taste test 

An' it all basically tastes like crap 

I can shake my own hand, give myself a grin 

I can pick my own nose and put it back in 

I can squeeze the breeze, drink a bottle of lice 

Smoke a pack of whiskey with Jesus Christ 

Photos 

I got options, I got cop shows, I get nauseous 

And the sweat is Day-Glo 

Went to sleep, woke up in a coffin 

Took out my eyeballs an' put 'em in a condom 

Your daddy's got laxatives on his brain 

Gettin' sappy in the back of a train 

Mojo weedwhacker cuttin' yer space 

Hot dogs rottin' in the bottom of a suitcase 

And your mouth, it smells like hair gel 

I love you but you don't know how to spell 

Where can you duck when they shoot you full of pigeon holes 

And there ain't nothin' like the real artificial 

O.G. -- original glue-sniffer 

Comin' down in a cold ass fashion 

And the people don't breathe 

Comin' down in a cold ass fashion 

As you're biting my sandwich 

Comin' down in a cold ass fashion 

Smear me sauce (?) 

Comin' down in a cold ass fashion 

(?) donut (?) 

Uh, wait... 

Talkin' about a cold ass fashion (x16) 

(The following four lines are spoken at various times over the 

above:) 

Cold ass fashion, cold ass fashion, squeegee, I just took some acid (?) 

(Backwards:) (?) up your ass 

(Backwards:) (?) hot dog 

It's like forty pounds of avocado sauce 

Smeared across your boss 

You know what I'm sayin'? 

You dunno when it's comin' 

You know, it's like forty-five horses 

Runnin' through the graveyard 

In yellow panties 

That is cold fashion