Ramshackle - Beck

You’ve been so long

Your blind eyes are gone

Your old bones are on their own

So take off your coat

Put a song in your throat

Let the dead beats pound all around

We will go

Nowhere we know

We don’t have to talk at all

Hand me downs

Flypaper towns

Stuck together, one and all

The bargains you drive

Buckets and bags

And all your belongings

Your train’s in the sand

Ramshackle Land

Let the rats watch the races

We will go

Nowhere we know

'Til we find our one and all

Hand me downs

Flypaper towns

Stuck together, one and all

Praises get spent

Your trick face is bent

Pigsties and prizes

Cause there’s no kind of wealth

You’re suiting yourself

You leave yourself behind

We will go

Nowhere we know

'Til we find our one and all

Hand me downs

Flypaper towns

Stuck together, one and all