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      Heartland Feelings

      Heartland Feelings

      Beck

      Album: Golden Feelings

      I'm totally fucked up. I can barely speak.
      I'm totally fucked up. They gave me so many drugs.
      But, uh... I'm gonna be here...
      Alright, what we're talkin about here is... is kind of a...
      it's a heartland feeling... like, uh, Mellencamp, you know, kind of a Mellen feeling.
      Ok, what you gotta get together is a... some... a heartland folk singer.
      Uh, we're gonna need a real quick... uh, John Cougar Mellencamp, Bruce Spingsteen, Bob Seeger...
      that type of feeling. A Mellen feeling.
      You know, real, uh, powerful, approving music, uh... of a heartland quality, uh, just powerful straight-forward music.
      And if you can't get just the right type of feeling, find someone who will pass and change them.
      
      Old man johnson got his head in his hand
      Makin' his way across state in a fiddlin' band
      With hair all down in his eyes
      And the microphone all covered with flies
      When he gets done playin, goes back to his room
      Climbs in the bed in his cowboy boots
      And he picks up a magazine, turns on the TV
      Lights a cigar as he's fallin asleep
      
      Well he's only a person
      Who doesn't know shit
      Yeah, nothin happenin
      That's about it
      
      Yeah
      
      Well little Rosanna came from Texarkana
      Had fourteen dollars wrapped in a bandana
      Came into town not lookin for much
      Well she found a hound dog and she named him Dutch
      She got a job at the arcade takin' quarters
      But she was never too good at takin' orders
      So one night she stopped givin out change
      She kicked the boss in the shin and unplugged the games
      
      She's only a person
      Who doesn't know shit
      Nothin' happenin
      That's about it
      
      Ooo ooo
      Yeah yeah yeah
      
      Sam got canned at the cannery
      He punched out the clock that night
      His knuckle was bleeding as he walked home
      He was cold and he had a headache
      Well his wife was cookin canned beans
      He took out all the money out of his jeans
      And he set it on fire in the kitchen sink
      As his wife handed him a drink
      
      He was only a person
      Who didn't know shit
      Nothin happenin
      That's about it
      
      Oh yeah
      Ooo ooo ooo
      
      Smiler was lookin' for handouts
      Sleepin' in an abandoned lighthouse
      Down at the mini-mall shakin his hat
      Washin' windows with his bare hand
      He found a sports car
      With the keys in the ignition
      It just seemed so easy
      He took a joyride, drove it into a hedge
      Came out with the steering wheel wrapped around his head
      
      Well he's only a person
      Who doesn't know shit
      Nothin happenin
      That's about it
      Ooo ooo yeah
      
      Well Janie was born in a small town
      Everybody just standin around
      They had bingo games and the raffle
      Everybody chewin tobacco
      Well she grew up kinda restless
      All her boyfriends wanted to be dentists
      Well, she got a job at the truck stop
      And she got old fast and never did what she wanted
      
      She's only a person
      Who doesn't know shit
      Nothin happenin
      That's about it
      
      Yea yeah yeah
      Oh yeah

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