Lyrics: Cold Brains
Artist: Beck
Album: Mutations
Song: Cold Brains
Released: 1998
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Cold Brains lyrics
Cold brains, unmoved, untouched, unglued
Alone at last
And no thoughts, no mind, to rot behind
A trail of disasters
A final curse
Abandoned hearse
We ride, disowned
Corroded to the bone
The fields of green are bent, obscene
I lay upon the gravel
And a worm of hope, a hangman's rope
Pulls me one way or the other
A final curse
Abandoned hearse
We write these songs
Corroded to the bone
A bird of song is heard no longer
In the evacuated Heavens
The drain is drawn and drained and gone
And on and on, it doesn't matter
A final curse
Abandoned hearse
We ride, disowned
Corroded to the bone
A bird of song is heard no longer
In the evacuated Heavens
The drain is drawn and drained and gone
And on and on, it doesn't matter
Alone at last
And no thoughts, no mind, to rot behind
A trail of disasters
A final curse
Abandoned hearse
We ride, disowned
Corroded to the bone
The fields of green are bent, obscene
I lay upon the gravel
And a worm of hope, a hangman's rope
Pulls me one way or the other
A final curse
Abandoned hearse
We write these songs
Corroded to the bone
A bird of song is heard no longer
In the evacuated Heavens
The drain is drawn and drained and gone
And on and on, it doesn't matter
A final curse
Abandoned hearse
We ride, disowned
Corroded to the bone
A bird of song is heard no longer
In the evacuated Heavens
The drain is drawn and drained and gone
And on and on, it doesn't matter
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