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letra de soul suckin jerk (reject) – beck

i’m standin right here with a beer in my hand
and my mouth is full of sand and i don’t understand
big fat fingers pointin’ into my face
tellin me to get busy cleanin’ up this place
fourteen days i’ve been sleepin in a barn
better get a paycheck tattooed on my arm
whistlin’ dixie with the dixie cup filled
with the barbecue sauce and the dental floss chill
i got bent like a wet cigarette
and she’s comin after me with a b*tterfly net
ridin on a bloodhound ringin a bell
black cat wrapped in the road map to h*ll
pencil on my leg and i’m tryin not to beg
takin’ turns bakin worms with the bacon and eggs
now they got me in a bird cage flappin’ my jaw
like a pretzel in the stars just waitin’ to fall
so give me what i got to get so i can go
cuz i ain’t washin dishes in the ditch no more

cuz i ain’t gonna work for no soul-suckin jerk
i’m gonna take it all back and i ain’t sayin jack
cuz i ain’t gonna work for no soul-suckin jerk
i’m gonna take it all back and i ain’t sayin jack

you know it
that’s right
rockin the town like a moldy crouton
flyin’ through the air with breeze

i got a job makin money for the man
throwin’ chicken in the bucket with the soda pop can
puke green uniform on my back
i had to set it on fire in a vat of chicken fat
i leaped on the counter like a bird with no hair
runnin’ through the mini-mall in my underwear
i got lost downtown, couldn’t find a ride home
sun went down, i got frozen to the bone
’til a hooker let me share her fake fur coat
as i took a little nap the cops picked up us both
i tried to explain i was only tryin’ to get warm
i knew i never ever should have burnt my uniform
he said, “too bad better bite the bullet hard son.”
i didn’t have no teeth so i stole his gun
and i crawled out the window with my shadow on a spoon
dancin’ on the roof, shootin’ holes in the moon

aw yeah
uh-huh (etc.)

- letras de beck