Derelict

Beck

Odelay

I dropped my anchor in the dead of night
I packed my suitcase and threw it away
I fell asleep in the funeral fire
I gave my clothes to the policeman

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

Shooting venom at the passersby
I'm hi-jacking stop the heavens down
I put my eyes in a paper bag
I'm spinning 'round like a gambling wheel

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

I dropped my anchor in the dead of night
I packed my suitcase and threw it away
I fell asleep in the funeral fire
I gave my clothes to the policeman

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