Flavor (Remix) — текст песни (Beck)





Flavor
Got the Flavor
Got the Flavor
Feel so good about a piece of trash, the birds are drunk, they`re drinking from a glass
White lightning and an ol` fruit cup
(?)(?)box rock where you are
Dig my grave with a silver spade
juiced up, from africa to spain
ghetto blastin to the drivin` lane
insane in the mundane
pass the bucket, drink your wheels,
spinnin it back
black shit
cause i got the flavor
yeah i got the flavor
cause i got the flavor
yeah i got the flavor
Gah what the fuck? got the flavor.. OH!
damn!
Out in the moonlight takin` requests,
rippin` the blues out of your vests
stripmine the built to flood
stricnine with head down with a thud
cause i got the blues and i can`t be satisfied..
yeah i got the blues, we`re gonna catch that train and ride
Flavor..
Flavor..
Flavor..
Got the taste..
Got the taste...
Yeah got the taste..
got the taste
got a bucket?
Oh got the flavor in my gut
oh yeah shake your guts
UH
Cause i got the taste
Cause i got the taste
Cause i got the taste
Cause i got the taste
GOT THE TASTE, FLAVOR!
cause i got--!



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