Lyrics: Diskobox
Album: Unknown
Artist: Beck
 

([gotta get it)
([gotta] get it)
(yeeah-oh!)
(yeeah-oh!)
(plastic classic)

Can’t forget my [bestial] [???]
Close electric telephone [phones]

Ballin like hordes!
About the shout!

Nasty distortion, [out on my road-jump]
All my friends gout [biscuit/sixties] soul
Rockin the plastic
Takin the [no no / robo]
Rough as a river
Cowboy nowboy
[biscuit / risk it] [tripper] hittin the wicked

Man with soul, above the road
Takin’ it back for the finger-point crowd

Ooh, [gotta] get it, plastic classic
Totem] [poles] in the briefcase shows

Diskobox, [so] action!
Gotta [let forget] with the jazz effect
*(gotta [let forget] with the jazz effect)*

Diskobox, [so] action!
Gotta [let forget] with the jazz effect
*(gotta [let forget] with the jazz effect)*

Once the whistle blows, my sucker froze
Last saturday night, i couldn’t find my [fight]

[drinkin] whiskey an’ i did not shave
Paralyzed, like’d didn’t have no time
[pumping] [whimper] and round the road
A traveling man with a crooked van

Soda-pop oo sittin like slime
Lets get [soul] an’ i realized
Diskobox, [so] action!
Gotta [let forget] with the jazz effect
*(gotta [let forget] with the jazz effect) – beck sings at the same time*

Diskobox oh!
Diskobox oh!
Diskobox oh!
Diskobox oh!
Diskobox oh!
Diskobox oh!
Diskobox oh!