Beck – Forcefield lyrics

Forcefield There's a force field Go outside with the suitcase 'round my neck And it stands just where Walk around all the while I've sat And the stance I took on Look at the people driving' that backwards Leaves a Forcefield 'round with no particular style My neck Don't let it get near you Don't let it get to close And the stance I took on Don't let it turn you into that Leaves a Forcefield 'round Things you hate the most My neck Roll out your silver dollar coffins Roll out your buckskin gloves Tell them anything they want to And sound comes from above Don't let it get near you Don't let it get to close And the stance I took on Don't let it turn you into that Leaves a Forcefield 'round Things you hate the most My neck Don't let it get near you Don't let it get to close Don't let it turn you into Things you hate the most There's a Forcefield 'round my neck And it stands just where I've sat And the stance I took on that Leaves a Forcefield 'round my neck There's a Forcefield 'round my neck And it stands just where I've sat And the stance I took on that Explain Request ×

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