Beck - It's All Gonna Come To Be lyrics
[Beck - It's All Gonna Come To Be lyrics]
(spoken: This is sort of aai got
These chords from Bob Segerit's kind
Of a heartland feelingsort of approving)
When all is said and done
Wanna clip my toenails down
Down, down, down, down
And put 'em in clear plastic ziplock bags
And take them down down to the town
In a Monte Carlo with Stevie Nicks
The interior, white leather
And you're the last thing on my list
But you're the first thing I'm gonna remember
When I wake up it's all gonna come to be
The same bad video for twenty years
It's all gonna come to be
Optimistic xerox of yourself
It's easier when you're self made
You can pack it up and put it on the highway
You can fill up the air with bad breath
'cause it's already polluted
And reconstituted
And filtered back into the system
And packaged up
And the space age is running out of distance
It can leap out
And disconnect all the connections
Program the appliances to puke on the floor
It's all gonna come to be self-indulgent
Yeah, it's all gonna come to be
The same old noise you never wanted to see
Mexican speed-metals, things
Casserole fruit salad hairgel
Self-inflicted life-affirming hell
Is that slack? Is that crack?
Are those dogs or are those dogmas?
Are those clogs or platform shoes
On your feet take your Johnny Cashmachine
And your talk about fashions that come
Crashin' in late at night like a plane crash
Survivors comin'
Pickin' out the fiberglass and styrofoam
And the love that is breathin'
Is the love that is spraypainting
Vandalizing everything you own
'cause it's all gonna come to be
The same bad scene for 20 years
Yeah, it's all gonna come to be
Optimistic xerox of yourself
Predictions of debilitating health
Whining all night long whining and dining
Climbing into the rafters
Shredding your afro taking karate lessons
Sucking in the bandages
These chords from Bob Segerit's kind
Of a heartland feelingsort of approving)
When all is said and done
Wanna clip my toenails down
Down, down, down, down
And put 'em in clear plastic ziplock bags
And take them down down to the town
In a Monte Carlo with Stevie Nicks
The interior, white leather
And you're the last thing on my list
But you're the first thing I'm gonna remember
When I wake up it's all gonna come to be
The same bad video for twenty years
It's all gonna come to be
Optimistic xerox of yourself
It's easier when you're self made
You can pack it up and put it on the highway
You can fill up the air with bad breath
'cause it's already polluted
And reconstituted
And filtered back into the system
And packaged up
And the space age is running out of distance
It can leap out
And disconnect all the connections
Program the appliances to puke on the floor
It's all gonna come to be self-indulgent
Yeah, it's all gonna come to be
The same old noise you never wanted to see
Mexican speed-metals, things
Casserole fruit salad hairgel
Self-inflicted life-affirming hell
Is that slack? Is that crack?
Are those dogs or are those dogmas?
Are those clogs or platform shoes
On your feet take your Johnny Cashmachine
And your talk about fashions that come
Crashin' in late at night like a plane crash
Survivors comin'
Pickin' out the fiberglass and styrofoam
And the love that is breathin'
Is the love that is spraypainting
Vandalizing everything you own
'cause it's all gonna come to be
The same bad scene for 20 years
Yeah, it's all gonna come to be
Optimistic xerox of yourself
Predictions of debilitating health
Whining all night long whining and dining
Climbing into the rafters
Shredding your afro taking karate lessons
Sucking in the bandages