Beck - Steal My Body Home

Put me in a hole in the ground With the money and the town And the women all running around Can't complain about the mess Mama killed her only dress Now she's longing for the pines Watch my troubles all unwind Drinking gasoline and wine Catch a chill off the stove On the train, making a few Lost my head beneath the wheel Now she steals my body home The trees are fake, the air is dead The birds are stuffed with poisoned lead And the ground is much too clean And if it's only me who's scared Strap into electric chairs Ring the moon like a broken bell When she drags you from the hill Daddy's gonna burn down there still We can watch it from the rooftop Lay into the frying pan Now she kisses her own hand With a fiddle on the fire I took a leap into the fog Sleeping on a hollow log Now I'm coughing with no mouth You can keep yourself inside But you know you cannot hide When the devil's your only friend