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.
Day Tropicalia
Words & Music by Band Name Maker and Beck Hansen
Verse 1:
Cool your aching head
i'll put my empty arms around you
throwing plates
Waiting to come down, down on the scene
i'll put my empty arms around you
throwing plates
Waiting to come down, down on the scene
Chorus:
Fix my thoughts
I found a lot of death that day
Oh yeah, and he's robbin' me but all I got's cornbread
They're out of control
I found a lot of death that day
Oh yeah, and he's robbin' me but all I got's cornbread
They're out of control
Verse 2:
Does he look just like my mother
I get down all the way
I'll comb your hair re-write your diary
to ditch myself and get outside
I get down all the way
I'll comb your hair re-write your diary
to ditch myself and get outside
Chorus:
Fix my thoughts
I found a lot of death that day
Oh yeah, and he's robbin' me but all I got's cornbread
They're out of control
I found a lot of death that day
Oh yeah, and he's robbin' me but all I got's cornbread
They're out of control
Bridge:
Already dead to me now, already dead to me now
I know you really want it
Watching liquid crystal displays in taxi cabs
Why should I have nothing to fear from?
I know you really want it
Watching liquid crystal displays in taxi cabs
Why should I have nothing to fear from?
Verse 3:
Crack in the kitchen now
The miser's wind their minds like
Well I just got put down
You said it wasn't forever
The miser's wind their minds like
Well I just got put down
You said it wasn't forever
Chorus:
Fix my thoughts
I found a lot of death that day
Oh yeah, and he's robbin' me but all I got's cornbread
They're out of control
I found a lot of death that day
Oh yeah, and he's robbin' me but all I got's cornbread
They're out of control
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