dead melodies

Beck

Where will you go when this day is over
A gambler's purse lays on the road
Straight to your door
Snakes have gone crazy tonight
Winding their way out of sight
A laugh, a joke a sentiment wasted
Seasons of strangers they've come and gone
Doldrums are pounding,
Cheapskates are clowning this town
Who could disown themselves now
Engineer, slow down this old train
Cinders and chaff laugh at the moon
Night birds will cackle
Rotting like apples on trees
Sending their dead melodies...to me
Capo 5th fret, arpeggiating chords


Where will you go when this day is over
A gambler's purse lays on the road
Straight to your door
Snakes have gone crazy tonight
Winding their way out of sight
A laugh, a joke a sentiment wasted
Seasons of strangers they've come and gone
Doldrums are pounding,
Cheapskates are clowning this town
Who could disown themselves now
Engineer, slow down this old train
Cinders and chaff laugh at the moon
Night birds will cackle
Rotting like apples on trees
Sending their dead melodies...to me