מילים לשיר Cold Brains – Beck

Cold Brains,
Untouched,
Unmoved,
Unglued
Alone at last
no thoughts,
to rot
no mind
behind
a final the curse
a trail of disasters
abandoned hearse
corroded to the bone
we ride disowned
are bent, obscene the fields of green
i lay upon the gravel
a worm of hope
pulls me one way or the other
a hangman's rope a final curse
corroded to the bone
abandoned hearse we write this song
is heard no longer
a bird of song
the drain is drawn
in the evacuated heavens
and on and on, it doesn't matter
and drained and gone abandoned hearst
a final the curse
we rock the salt
corroded to the bone.