Beck – Mystery Song #1 lyrics

Baby I can't make it straight
My boots got stuck and I can't wait
You're the one who's got no tongue
Look and see which way it's run
Man alive, I can't drive my too big cares away
Obituaries I seen right through
Brochures of the times we knew
Taxes on the days we spent
Repossessed and named and chained
Man alive, I can't drive my too big cares away
Accusations, suspects named
Battered husbands, cousins blamed
Holdin up your trophy bones
Sticks and stones and lesser knowns
Man alive, I can't drive my too big cares away
And all your hopes can be derailed
Low salt (? ) in the seas you sailed
No dreams in the night you lie
All the stars stripped from the sky
Man alive, I can't drive my too big cares away
Man alive, I can't drive my too big cares away