作曲 : Beck & Beck Hansen & Karl Stephenson & Karl F. Stephenson
 作词 : Beck, Stephenson
Alcohol on my hands, I got plans to ditch myself and get outside
Dancing women throwing plates, decapitating their laughing dates
Swirling chickens caught in flight, out of focus and much to bright
Coming down, shiny teeth, game show suckers trying to breathe
But I got a drug and I got the bug and I got something better than love
How you like me now? Pretty good
Going on, feeling strong
I quit my job blowing leaves, telephone bills up my sleeves
Choking like a one man dustball, freedom rock slimeball talking in code
We went down, lit up the shack, grabbed me a beer out of the sack
Everybody bent over twice, painting the walls, throwing some dice
Leaping up into the air getting juiced up beyond belief
And they were singin' like this!
Winos throwing frisbees at the sun, burnt my soul between the bun
Now I'm wounded, now I'm drunk, now I'm runnin' like a flaming pig
Oh yeah, scraping off the attitude, old man eating all my food
Don't be kind, don't be rude, just shake your boots and let it all get loose
Oh yeah, my goodness
Fluffy clouds, lovely rainbows
I'm sad, a soft and snuggly place
Fluffy clouds, I'm sad and unhappy...yppahnu dna das
Winos throwing frisbees at the sun, burnt my soul between the bun
Now I'm wounded, now I'm drunk, now I'm runnin' like a flaming pig
Oh yeah, scraping off the attitude, old man eating all my food
Don't be kind, don't be rude, just shake your boots and let it all get loose
Oh yeah, I like it like that
Oh that is cold
Somebody put a flamethrower on that
Uh-huh, oh my goodness!
Take me down to the depot
Somebody put me down on the bus
Oh yeah, I like it like that
Somebody burn me a plate of sassafrass
Oh yeah...