Beck - Hell Yes

Looking for my place on assembly lines Fake prizes rising out of the bomb holes Skeleton boys hyped up on purple Smoke rings blow from across the disco Bank notes burn like broken equipment Looking for shelter, readjust your position Thought control, ghostwritten confessions Two dimensions, dumb your head down Duck, don't look now, company missiles Power is raunchy, rent-a-cops are watching Make your dreams out of paper mache Cliched 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 Peace and joy Hell yes now I'm cleaning the floor, my beat is correct Stretched to the limit, attention spans snap back Retract, collapsin' the laugh tracks Noise response, applause and handclaps Floodgates open to the sound of the 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 damned 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 Peace and joy. Hell yes. now I'm cleaning the floor, my beat is correct. Yes (Hai) Yeah, That's it. (repeated) Yes. I like your bass. Yes. Your beat is nice. Yes. Hell yes. Hai. Hell Yes. Hell Yes. (gasp) Hell Yes. Yes. Hai.