Beck - Blackhole

windy, windy
looking for a better home
got me, got me
runnin` out of lightbulbs
cloudy, cloudy
open to a wastecan
yellow car, yellow car
better be inside there
wake up, wake up
nothin`s gonna harm you
glass wall, glass wall
standin` on the furniture
little boy, little boy
layin` on a sleeping bag
watching, watching
through the cracks of his eyelids
stranger, stranger
feeling on a broken stone (???)
lost him, lost him
standin` on the orange chairs<br>
alphabet, alphabet<br>
can`t afford a telephone<br>
black hole, black hole<br>
nothin`s gonna harm you<br>