Beck - Soul Suckin Jerk (Reject) lyrics

I'm standin right here with a beer in my hand

and my mouth is full of sand and I don't understand

big fat fingers pointin' into my face

tellin me to get busy cleanin' up this place

fourteen days I've been sleepin in a barn

better get a paycheck tattooed on my arm

whistlin' dixie with the dixie cup filled

with the barbecue sauce and the dental floss chill

I got bent like a wet cigarette

and she's comin after me with a butterfly net

ridin on a bloodhound ringin a bell

black cat wrapped in the road map to hell

pencil on my leg and I'm tryin not to beg

takin' turns bakin worms with the bacon and eggs

now they got me in a bird cage flappin' my jaw

like a pretzel in the stars just waitin' to fall

so give me what I got to get so I can go

cuz I ain't washin dishes in the ditch no more

cuz I ain't gonna work for no soul-suckin jerk

I'm gonna take it all back and I ain't sayin jack

cuz I ain't gonna work for no soul-suckin jerk

I'm gonna take it all back and I ain't sayin jack

you know it

that's right

rockin the town like a moldy crouton

flyin' through the air with breeze

I got a job makin money for the man

throwin' chicken in the bucket with the soda pop can

puke green uniform on my back

I had to set it on fire in a vat of chicken fat

I leaped on the counter like a bird with no hair

runnin' through the mini-mall in my underwear

I got lost downtown, couldn't find a ride home

sun went down, I got frozen to the bone

'til a hooker let me share her fake fur coat

as I took a little nap the cops picked up us both

I tried to explain I was only tryin' to get warm

I knew I never ever should have burnt my uniform

he said, "too bad better bite the bullet hard son."

I didn't have no teeth so I stole his gun

and I crawled out the window with my shadow on a spoon

dancin' on the roof, shootin' holes in the moon

aw yeah

uh-huh (etc.)