Beck - Novacane Lyrics

Keep on talking like a Novocaine hurricane
Low static on the poor man's short-wave
Stampede's got to dismantle
Code-red: what's your handle

Mission incredible undercover convoy
Full-tilt chromosome cowboy
X-ray search and destroy
Smoke stack black top Novocaine boy

Got so low your mom won't drum
Getting late with the suicide beat
Test-tube, still-born and dazed
Chump scum plays in the razor's haze
Got the momentum radioactive
Lowdown!

Circumcised for the operation
Don't expect some generation
Cyanide ride down the turnpike
Hundred hours on the miracle mic
Grinding the gears eighteen wheels
Rigs and robots riding on their heels

Fine tune robot making a sand box
Heats and infernos burning like Draino
Down the horizon purple gasses
Semi-trucks hauling them asses
Novocaine, hit the road expressway
Explode!
Novocaine! Novocaine!