Beck - Diamond Bollocks lyrics

Looking back at some dead world That looks so new Offices and fountains That they named for you Dazzlements of accidents Rejoice their doom Harikaris spinning' round the golden looms Girl you dream infections From a nauseous heart Choice cut meats from derelict boulevards Hear that lonesome whistle blow No direction to be known In a senile of revelry A tearful gaze turns away Eroding cold and gray Scented eunuchs clothe our wretchedness Looking back at some dead world That looks so new Offices and fountains That they named for you So ungrateful to the who's and what's-his-face Terrorist confections look so out of place Looking back at some dead world... That looks so new... Looking back at some dead world... That looks so new... Looking back at some dead world... That looks so new... Looking back at some dead world... That looks so new... Looking back at some dead world... That looks so new...