Beck Lyrics
"Readymade"

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An open road where I can breathe
Where the lowest low is calling to me
I can pull myself back up back down
Stuck together like a ready made

And nobody knows where we been
Canceled rations are running thin
Watches tick out of tune
Falling apart like a ready made

My bags are waiting
In the next life

Rubbish piles fresh and plain
Empty boxes in a pawn shop brain
License plates stowaway
Standing in line like a ready made

And my bags are waiting
In the next life

An open road where I can breathe
Where the lowest low is calling to me
I can pull myself back up back down
Stuck together like a ready made

And my bags are waiting
In the next life
This song is from the album "Odelay".