Paroles: Beck. Stereopathetic Soul Manure. 8. 4. 82.

Today's, uh, august 4th, 1982.
I'm really bored and there was some dead animals that we played with.
There was a weed-wacker...we stole two of them.
A cop car was on fire.
My friend scott, he was running and he, uh, slipped on a twinkie.
And his nose was covered with blood...

The security helicopter shot a spotlight...
Somebody pulled their pants d...