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Da da da da, da da da da da da da da da
I just found me a bottle of blues
Some strange comfort for a soul to soothe
Ain’t it hard, ain’t it hard
To want somebody who doesn’t want you
And I’ve been waiting for a year or a day
Some strange weather must be blowing my way
’cause I got no mind to go or to stay
Or be left behind
Holding hands with an impotent dream
In a brothel of fake energy
Put a nickel in a graveyard machine
I get higher and lower, I get higher and lower
Like a tired soldier with nothing to shoot
And nowhere to lose this bottle of blues
Egos drone and pose alone
Like black balloons, all banged and blown
On a backwards river, infidels shiver
In the stench of belief
And tell my momma I’m a hundred years late
I’m over the rails and outta the race
The crippled psalms of an age that won’t thaw
Are ringing in my ears
Holding hands with an impotent dream
In a brothel of fake energy
Put a nickel in a graveyard machine
I get higher and lower, I get higher and lower
Like a tired soldier with nothing to shoot
And nowhere to lose this bottle of blues
That’s definitely the one (? ? ? ? )
Huh huh
Yeah
Wanna
Well, I just found me a bottle of blues
Some strange comfort for a soul to soothe
Ain’t it hard, ain’t it hard
To want somebody who doesn’t want you
Holding hands with an impotent dream
In a brothel of fake energy
Put a nickel in a graveyard machine
I get higher and lower, I get higher and lower
Like a tired soldier with nothing to shoot
And nowhere to lose this bottle of blues
Bottle of blues
Aaah...
Doo be doo doo doo doo
And (? ? ? ? ) sittin’ in the back room
Doo doo doo doo doo
Aaaaah...
Doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo
Da da da da, da da da da
Da da da, da da da
La la la, aaaah...
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Lyrics: Beck
