Beck
Dead Melodies
[Verse 1]
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

[Verse 2]
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

[Verse 3]
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