Beck - Flavor

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--!