BECK - Sweet Sunshine lyrics

rate me

Judge me on the inside

With a finger full of gravy

Wanna get you on the sofa,

Lady, wanna Shake and Bake me

Pocket full of blood

And gotcha on a mound

I'm gonna break my face

On the sweet sunshine

Pocket full of blood

Gotcha on a mound

Gonna break my face on the sweet sunshine

I wanna get up off the floor

I wanna run to the devil

And get me some more

I wanna get up off the floor

Hollow full of bread

With your husband dreaming'

We are skunk and soul

And I found it on a screaming

Grab your wine, tell me where you been

With the violin crime

And the moon gettin' thin

Grab your wine; take me where you been

With the violin time

And the moon gettin' thin

I wanna climb up on the rug

I wanna swing through the city

On a wrecking' ball

I wanna climb up on the rug

I wanna swing through the city

On a wrecking' ball

Lay on to the dawn another pitiful sensation

Cause diamond full of salad

And I kill my master nation

Got a bucket full of blood

Dancing' on the mound

Gonna break my face on the sweet sunshine

Bucket full of blood

Dancing' on the mound

Gonna break my face on the sweet sunshine

I wanna get up off the floor

I wanna run to the devil

And get me some more

I wanna get up off the floor

I wanna run to the devil