Song Lyrics
Na na na na na na na, i won t give up that ghost
talking trash to the garbage around you
all my troubles will hang on your trigger
I won t give up that ghost, i won t give up that ghost E-Pro, na na na na na na na
see me coming to town with my soul
Hammer my bones on the anvil of daylight, i won t give up that ghost E-Pro, don t forget to pick up what you sow
broke down out in a ditch of old rubbish
Na na na na na na na, all my troubles will hang on your trigger, na na na na na na na
See me kicking the door with my boots, it s sick the way these tongues are twisted
Shoot your mouth if you know where you re aiming, na na na na na na na
Holding onto the devil i know, all my troubles will hang on your trigger
It s sick the way these tongues are twisted, broke down out in a ditch of old rubbish Beck, now i see it s a comfort to you
holding onto the devil i know
Charm the wolves with the eyes of a gambler, shoot your mouth if you know where you re aiming
Hammer my bones on the anvil of daylight, see me coming to town with my soul E-Pro, i won t give up that ghost
See me coming to town with my soul, na na na na na na na E-Pro, shoot your mouth if you know where you re aiming
Straight down out of the world with my fingers, there s too much left to taste that s bitter Beck, hammer my bones on the anvil of daylight
Heaven s drunk from the poison you use, take your eyes and your mind from the road E-Pro, the good in us is all we know
Na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na
See me kicking the door with my boots, shoot your mouth if you know where you re aiming, na na na na na na na
handing out a confection of venom
Na na na na na na na, there s too much left to taste that s bitter
I won t give up that ghost, na na na na na na na
straight down out of the world with my fingers
it s sick the way these tongues are twisted
there s too much left to taste that s bitter
straight down out of the world with my fingers
Don t forget to pick up what you sow, hammer my bones on the anvil of daylight
Handing out a confection of venom, hammer my bones on the anvil of daylight
Talking trash to the garbage around you, there s too much left to taste that s bitter, heaven s drunk from the poison you use
Hammer my bones on the anvil of daylight, the good in us is all we know Beck, na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na, talking trash to the garbage around you, it s sick the way these tongues are twisted
Now i see it s a comfort to you, shoot your mouth if you know where you re aiming
Snakes and bones in the back of your room, see me kicking the door with my boots
All my troubles will hang on your trigger, see me coming to town with my soul