Beck

Beck - Where It's At lyrics

There`s a destination a little up the road

From the habitations and the towns we know

A place we saw the lights turn low

The jig-saw jazz and the get-fresh flow

Pulling out jives and jamboree handouts

Two turntables and a microphone

Bottles and cans just clap your hands just clap your hands

Where it`s at!

I got two turntables and a microphone

Where it`s at!

I got two turntables and a microphone

Where it`s at!

I got two turntables and a microphone

Where it`s at!

[robot vocal effect] I got two turntables and a microphone

(take me home with my elevator bones!)

(that was a good drum break)

Pick yourself up off the side of the road

With your elevator bones and your whip-flash tones

Members only hyponotizers

Move through the room like ambulance drivers

Shine your shoes with your microphone blues

Hirsutes with your parachute fruits

Passing the dutchie from coast to coast

Like my man Gary Wilson rocks the most

Where it`s at!

I got two turntables and a microphone

Where it`s at!

I got two turntables and a microphone

(Man [spoken]: "What about those who swing both ways? AC-DC`s?)

Two turntables and a microphone

Two turntables and a microphone

Two turntables and a microphone

Two turntables and a microphone

Two turntables and a microphone

Two turntables and a microphone

Where it`s at!

I got two turntables and a microphone

Where it`s at!

I got two turntables and a microphone

Oh, dear me. Make-out City`s a two-horse town

(girl [spoken]: "That`s beautiful, Dad.")

(Got my microphone....)

There`s a destination a little up the road

From the habitations and the towns we know

A place we saw the lights turn low

The jig-saw jazz and the get-fresh flow

Pulling out jives and jamboree handouts

Two turntables and a microphone

Bottles and cans and just clap your hands

And just clap your hands

Where it`s at!

I got two turntables and a microphone

Where it`s at!

I got two turntables and a microphone

I got plastic on my mind

(make it out, baby)

yeah, yeah, yeah

let`s make it out, baby

yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

(scream)

telephone plastic baby

ahh, so good

oh, yeah

let`s play good

ow ow ow ow ow

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