Beck Hansen (born Bek David Campbell, July 8, 1970) is an American musician, singer-songwriter, and multi-instrumentalist. Beck's music is known for its pop-junk culture collage of musical styles, ironic lyrics, samples, drum machines, live instrumentation and heady sound effects.
Beck was born in Los Angeles, California, to David Campbell (a musician and son of a Presbyterian minister) and Bibbe Hansen (a former dancer for The Velvet Underground, founding member of the satirical band Black Fag, and visual artist).
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Date: Sat, 21 Mar 1998 03:20:20 -0500 From: ReverendCracker Subject: CRD:paintedeyelids:BECK originally From: [email protected]
The following is the correct (at least in my opinion) version of Painted Eyelids by Beck from his K Records release One Foot In The Grave. (Excellent album. Pick it up.) Anyway, I really disagree with the version on the olga and at numerous other sites so here goes:
Intro: A (play the lowest note of the chord first then strum...just listen to the record.)
AE I wake up and look upon your painted eyelids
F#E The world is your oyster and the trash bags are your kids
AE The ceiling is invisible there's a bird sinkin thru the sky
F#E And every hour that passes is teachin me how to cry
DFAF# Cuz it's lonely here in the ugly part of town
BE The buildings are all vacant and the telephones are down
AE There's a police siren singing like a tiger with no skin
F#E The sewer drain is glowing and I don't know what state I'm in
AE And the river is on fire there's chemicals and debris
F#E And all the roads are blocked off they're just too hard to see
DFAF# So cancel my appointments and set up a whole new show
BE Cuz I'm in need of a good hot meal and a life to call my own
(At this point Harmonica solo plays over chord progression A-E-F#-E)
AE So get me a plate of money get me a blanket and a chair
F#E The limitations are limitless they're floating thru the air
DFAF# Cuz it's real and it's true the things I see in you
BE And there's nothin I wouldn't talk about with the clearest dream
A that ever drifted by
Play A until fade out
That's it. You should get the basic idea. Just listen to the record for the strumming pattern. Have fun.