SINGER: Beck

SONG:Outcome

Seventeen years in the city
static clinging to the ceiling
never did i think it would come to this
outcome is different, than i expected
Riot cops, cheerleaders
eyebrows painted on their heads
mouthful of rotting cavities
drinking coca cola in the street
Never did i think it would come to this
outcome is different than i expected
Shot in the leg
shot in the leg
my name is a bone
nobody home
my hand is a wire
the sky is on fire
the drums aren't beating
pistols in jeans
left for dead
left for dead
left for dead
dead as a fly