Beck

Burnt Orange Peel
I'm on the run with things to be I've got a garden hose and a color TV I've got time on my hands I've got time on my hands Nobody cares what I do I'm on the run with things to do I've got a burnt orange peel And a potato stew I've got work to get done I've got work to get done Nobody knows where to run I've got a quart of milk And some sound advice I've got trees that are fake But they smell so nice Don't give me the flu Nobody knows I'm with you Back and forth I dodge a fly Like a feather in the sky Write me out a check Give me all your cash Nobody knows so let's just go home Aus Songtexte Mania