Dedicar Letra Whiskeyclone, hotel city 1997 de Beck

(one more time..)

I was born in this hotel
washin´ dishes in the sink
magazines and free soda
tryin hard not to think

lay it on to the dawn
everything we done is wrong
I´ll be lonesome when I´m gone
lay it on to the dawn

she can talk to squirrels...oh, ho yeah
comin´ back from the convalescent home...oh...
starin´ at sports cars...................................cryin´

rattlesnake on the ceilin´
gunpowder on my sleeve
I will live here forever
with the ocean and the bees

[chorus]

lay it on to the dawn [x3]