or
Beck

Touch me on the inside with a finger full of famine
Want to get you on the sofa later; want to shake and bake me?

Bucket full of blood
Got you on my mind
Gonna break my face on the sweet sunshine
Bucket full of blood
Got you on my mind

Gonna break my face on the sweet sunshine
I want to get up off the floor
I want to run to the devil and get me some more
I want to get up off the floor
I want to run to the devil and get me some more
Barroom

Full of bread with a horse-whip ? screamin
We are strong and ?

Grab your wine, tell me where you been
With the violin time and the moon gettin' thin
Grab your wine, take me where you been
With the violin time and the moon gettin' thin

I want to climb up off the rug
I want to swing through the city on a wreckin' ball
I want to climb up on the wall
I want to swing through the city on a wreckin' ball

Lay onto the dawn and on your plentiful sensation
Cause the town is full of sound
And I killed my last relation
Got a bucket full of blood
Got you on my mind
Gonna break my face on the sweet sunshine
Got a bucket full of blood
Got you on my mind

Gonna break my face on the sweet sunshine
I want to get up off the floor
I want to run to the devil and get me some more
I want to get up off the floor
I want to run to the devil and get me some more

Written by STEPHENSON, CARL / HANSEN, BECK
Published by Universal Music Publishing Group

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