Beck - Novacane Lyrics

Keep on talking like a novacane 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 novacane 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 drano(?) Down the horizon purple gasses Semi-trucks hauling them asses Novacane, hit the road expressway Explode! Novacane! Novacane! Beck Lyrics Novacane Lyrics