Beck - Flavor (Remix)

Flavor
Got the Flavor
Got the Flavor
Feel so good about a piece of trash, the birds are drunk, they're drinking from a glass
White lightning and an ol' fruit cup
(?)(?)box rock where you are
Dig my grave with a silver spade
juiced up, from africa to spain
ghetto blastin to the drivin' lane
insane in the mundane
pass the bucket, drink your wheels,
spinnin it back
black shit
cause i got the flavor
yeah i got the flavor
cause i got the flavor
yeah i got the flavor
Gah what the f**k? got the flavor.. OH!
damn!
Out in the moonlight takin' requests,
rippin' the blues out of your vests
stripmine the built to flood
stricnine with head down with a thud
cause i got the blues and i can't be satisfied..
yeah i got the blues, we're gonna catch that train and ride
Flavor..
Flavor..
Flavor..
Got the taste..
Got the taste...
Yeah got the taste..
got the taste
got a bucket?
Oh got the flavor in my gut
oh yeah shake your guts
UH
Cause i got the taste
Cause i got the taste
Cause i got the taste
Cause i got the taste
GOT THE TASTE, FLAVOR!
cause i got--!