Beck - Derelict lyrics

I dropped my anchor in the dead of night

unpacked my suitcase and threw it away

I fell asleep in the funeral fire

I gave my clothes to the police man

Blow back, derelict wind, lay my soul in the foul of the air

Blow back, derelict wind, lay my soul in the foul of the air

Shooting venom at the passers-by

Hi-jackers tied the heavens down

I put my eyes in a paper bag

Spinnin` round like a gambling wheel

Blow back derelict wind, lay my soul in the foul of the air

Blow back derelict wind, lay my soul in the foul of the air

I dropped my anchor in the dead of night

unpacked my suitcase and threw it away

I fell asleep in the funeral fire

I gave my clothes to the police man

Blow back, derelict wind, lay my soul in the foul of the air

Blow back, derelict wind, lay my soul in the foul of the air