Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ghettochip Malfunction (Hell Yes), artist - Beck. Date of issue: 31.12.2004
Song language: English
Ghettochip Malfunction (Hell Yes) |
| Looking for my place on assembly lines |
| Fake prizes rising out of the bomb holes |
| Skeleton boys hyped up in purple |
| Smoke rings blow from across the disco |
| Bank notes burn like broken equipment |
| Looking for shelter via juxtaposition |
| Thought control, ghost-written confessions |
| Two dimensions, dumb your head down |
| Duck, don’t look now, company missiles |
| Power is raunchy when the cops are watching |
| Make your dreams out of paper mache |
| Cliché wasted, hate taste-tested |
| Hell yes, now I’m moving this way, I’m doing this thing, please enjoy |
| Hell yes, now I’m turning it on, I’m working my legs |
| Hell yes, now I’m calling you out, I’m switching my plates, please enjoy |
| Hell yes, now I’m cleaning the floor, my beat is correct |
| Stretched to the limit, attention spans |
| Snap back, retract, collapse into laugh tracks |
| Noise response, applause and handclaps |
| Floodgates open to the sound of a rainbow |
| Breakin' points on the verge of pointless |
| Fools anointed to the follower’s fanfare |
| Look for the common, not superficial |
| Code Red cola? |
| War conformity crisis |
| Perfunctory idols rewriting their bibles |
| With magic markers running out of their ink |
| Lives in White Out, turn the lights out |
| Fax machine anthems, get your damn hands up |
| Hell yes, now I’m moving this way, I’m doing this thing, please enjoy |
| Hell yes, now I’m turning it on, I’m working my legs |
| Hell yes, now I’m calling you out, I’m switching my plates, please enjoy |
| Hell yes, now I’m cleaning the floor, my beat is correct |
| Hai |
| Yes |
| Yeah, that’s it, let me see |
| Hai |
| Yeah, that’s it, let me see |
| Yes |
| I like your bass |
| Yes |
| Your beat is nice |
| Yes |
| Hell yes |
| Hai |
| Hell yes |
| Hell yes |
| Yes |
| Hai |