Lyrics: Puttin’ It Down
Album: Stereopathetic Soul Manure
Artist: Beck
 

Big pain
Burnin’ down
Givin’ me a cow
What you seem to be saying
Is you’re patiently waiting
Like an ashtray for the butt

Well i’m puttin’ it down
But you’re not pickin’ it up
Well i’m puttin’ it down
But you treat me like a clown
And i don’t wanna be funny

Fat chance
Glued to the wall
Like a centerfold
Of an old cannonball
Will you put me inside
Your tv tonight
’cause you’re treatin’ me like a rerun

Well i’m puttin’ it down
But you’re not pickin’ it up
Well i’m puttin’ it down
But you treat me like a clown
And i don’t wanna be funny

No no no no

So what
I lost my job at the hut
My ass got cut
But i’ll be better at kissin’
When my teeth are all missin’
And the silverware’s burnt
And i’m eatin’ with my fingers

And i’m puttin’ it down
And you’re not pickin’ it up
Well i’m puttin it down
But you treat me like a clown
And i don’t want to be funny

Yeah yeah yeah yeah, etc.