Beck — Derelict

[Verse 1] I dropped my anchor in the dead of night I packed my suitcase and threw it away I fell asleep in the funeral fire I gave my clothes to the policeman [Chorus] Blow back derelict wind Lay my soul in the foul of the air Blow back derelict wind Lay my soul in the foul of the air [Verse 2] Shooting venom at the passers-by Hijackers tie the heavens down I put my eyes in a paper bag I'm spinning 'round like a gambling wheel [Chorus] Blow back derelict wind Lay my soul in the foul of the air Blow back derelict wind Lay my soul in the foul of the air [Verse 3] I dropped my anchor in the dead of night I packed my suitcase and threw it away I fell asleep in the funeral fire I gave my clothes to the policeman [Chorus] Blow back derelict wind Lay my soul in the foul of the air Blow back derelict wind Lay my soul in the foul of the air