Текст песни Beck - Deadweight

On a highway, unpaved, going my way
You're so alone today
Like a ghost town, I've found
There's no belief, no salt in the sea
Is it true what they say? You can't behave
You gamble your soul away
Measuring the dreams, of this life seems
Like the gristle of loneliness

Don't let the sun catch you cryin'

Like an ice age, nice days, are on your way
Sipping the golden drinks
On a rip-tide, freak's ride
Asleep inside, a parasite's appetite
Oh, say can't you see? The chemistry
The parasites, the clean up fee
Death never hands recycled cans
And get well cars to the hostage vans

Don't let the sun catch you cryin'

You're a deadweight, right straight
On your way
Sunk in the midnight shade
Skies burned, eyes turned
Learning to counterfeit their disease
In this town where we roam
We bluff our souls
In canteen patios
Drink the bravest draught
The music drags

Don't let the sun catch you cryin'