Beck Song Maker
Ever marveled at the genius nonsense that is Beck's lyrics or wanted to be a master songwriter like Beck? Now you can randomly generate a masterpiece of song lyrics that create as much (or more) sense as the original Beck songs they were pulled from.
2 Dead
Words & Music by Band Name Maker and Beck Hansen
Verse 1:
Empty boxes in a pawn shop brain
Into the past, a colonial maze
Nothing's gonna harm you
Why don't you break your face on my head?
Into the past, a colonial maze
Nothing's gonna harm you
Why don't you break your face on my head?
Chorus:
Code red cola? War conformity crisis
I just took some acid
To let yourself fall out of the oven
Who got no place to be
I just took some acid
To let yourself fall out of the oven
Who got no place to be
Verse 2:
Completely rancid and beautiful
Puke green uniform on my back
Tied together by
Well if it ain't your time to go
Puke green uniform on my back
Tied together by
Well if it ain't your time to go
Chorus:
Code red cola? War conformity crisis
I just took some acid
To let yourself fall out of the oven
Who got no place to be
I just took some acid
To let yourself fall out of the oven
Who got no place to be
Bridge:
Her left eye is lazy, nicotine and gravy
Like a whip-crack sending me shivers
Standing in a hurricane
Telling me everything's gonna be OK
Like a whip-crack sending me shivers
Standing in a hurricane
Telling me everything's gonna be OK
Verse 3:
Back to the future
In the evacuated heavens
The music drags
Your home girl's on the line
In the evacuated heavens
The music drags
Your home girl's on the line
Chorus:
Code red cola? War conformity crisis
I just took some acid
To let yourself fall out of the oven
Who got no place to be
I just took some acid
To let yourself fall out of the oven
Who got no place to be
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