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.
Haven't Lazy Hotwax
Words & Music by Band Name Maker and Beck Hansen
Verse 1:
Hirsutes with parachuits fruits
Look out, I'm turning green
Two dimensions, dumb your head down
Vietnam vet playin' air guitar
Look out, I'm turning green
Two dimensions, dumb your head down
Vietnam vet playin' air guitar
Chorus:
Buried animals call your name
Full of wasted years
I gotta make it to texas
Like a mariachi band in the middle of the street
Full of wasted years
I gotta make it to texas
Like a mariachi band in the middle of the street
Verse 2:
Burnin' a light bulb
I'm a loser, baby, so why don't you kill me?
Right now
Till the ugly truth showed me what it did
I'm a loser, baby, so why don't you kill me?
Right now
Till the ugly truth showed me what it did
Chorus:
Buried animals call your name
Full of wasted years
I gotta make it to texas
Like a mariachi band in the middle of the street
Full of wasted years
I gotta make it to texas
Like a mariachi band in the middle of the street
Bridge:
In the evening fog
In the mangles of their hair
On the wonderwheel I let my thunder peel
Ozzy ozzy ozzy ozzy ozzy
In the mangles of their hair
On the wonderwheel I let my thunder peel
Ozzy ozzy ozzy ozzy ozzy
Verse 3:
Dragging my heels 'til my day is done
Everyday a reaction to the affection
Hell yes I'm movin this way I'm doin this thing
I better go it alone, na, na, na, na, na
Everyday a reaction to the affection
Hell yes I'm movin this way I'm doin this thing
I better go it alone, na, na, na, na, na
Chorus:
Buried animals call your name
Full of wasted years
I gotta make it to texas
Like a mariachi band in the middle of the street
Full of wasted years
I gotta make it to texas
Like a mariachi band in the middle of the street
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