Beck Nitemare Hippy Girl
She took me off my guard, with disappointment. I got sucked in side of her apartment. She's got dried up flowers, and flaky skin, a beaded necklace, and a bottle of gin. She's a nightmare hippy girl, with her skinny fingers fondling my world. She's a whimsical, tragical beauty, self-conscious and a little bit... groovy. It's new-aged let down, in my face. She's so spaced out, that there ain't no space. She got marijuana on the bathroom tile. I'm caught in a vortex, she's changing my style. She's a nightmare hippy girl, with her skinny fingers fondlin' my world. She's a whimsical, tragical beauty, uptight and a little bit... snooty. She's a magical, sparklin' tease. She's a rainbow chokin' the breeze. Yo, she's busting out onto the scene, with nightmare bogus poetry. She's a melted avocado on the self. She's a science of herself. She's spasing out on a cosmic level, and she's meditating with the devil. She's cooking salad for breakfast. She's got tofu the size of Texas. She's a witness to her own glory. She's a never ending story. She's a frolicking depression. She's a self inflected obsession. She's got a thousand lonely husbands. She's playin' footsy in another dimension. She's a goddess for milkin' the time, for all that it's worth.
