「E-Pro」の歌詞 Beck

see me comin

to town with my soul
straight down out of the world with my fingers
holding onto the devil I know all my troubles 'll hang
on your trigger
take your eyes and your mind from the road
shoot your mouth off but look where you're
aiming don't forget to pick up what you sow
talking trash to the garbage around you

see me kickin the door with my boots
broke down out in a ditch of old rubbish
snakes and bones in the back of your room
handing out a confection of venom

heaven's drunk from the poison you use

charm the wolves with the eyes of a gambler
now I see it's a comfort to you
hammer my bones on the anvil of daylight

I won't give up that ghost
It's sick the way these tongues are twisted
the good in us is all we know
there's too much left to

taste that's bitter