Clock
Beck Lyrics


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Is it come and gone?
Is it long before the spirit shaves his legs?
Is it wrapped in trash, sent back in a sanitation tank?
Is it disinfected, disconnected 'til it grafts some wires?
Is it sped up, spun around brown and yellow in the fires?

What is this town? they said I got no place to be
The money need is taking everything I see
Is it comes in lovely bones that put their shirts on ice?
Is it fireflies that cross out eyes with any spice?
Is it normal, born-again? let the vultures drink and drown
Is it's force from weathers, birds of feathers never found?

What is this town? they said I got no place to be
The money need is taking everything I see
Is it come and gone?

Is it long before the spirit shaves his legs?




What is this town? they said I got no place to be
The money need is taking everything I see

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Beck's song "Clock" present a surreal and enigmatic landscape where images and sensations collide to create a haunting atmosphere. Rather than offering a linear narrative or specific characters, the lyrics suggest a meditative state of mind that questions the nature of reality and identity. The repeated lines "Is it come and gone?" and "Is it long before the spirit shaves his legs?" convey a sense of uncertainty and impermanence, as if the singer is trying to grasp the fleeting nature of existence.


The second stanza introduces a specific location, "this town," which seems to be characterized by a lack of belonging and a predatory economic system. The lines "The money need is taking everything I see" suggest that the town operates under a capitalist logic that commodifies every aspect of life. Yet, the following lines seem to disrupt the realism of the scene by introducing surreal elements such as "lovely bones" and "fireflies that cross out eyes with any spice." The lyric "let the vultures drink and drown" implies a sense of fatalism or acceptance of certain forces beyond human control.


Line by Line Meaning

Is it come and gone?
Is time fleeting?


Is it long before the spirit shaves his legs?
Is it a long time before we can truly be ourselves?


Is it wrapped in trash, sent back in a sanitation tank?
Is life meaningless and disposable?


Is it disinfected, disconnected 'til it grafts some wires?
Is society dehumanizing and mechanizing us?


Is it sped up, spun around brown and yellow in the fires?
Is life chaotic and unpredictable?


What is this town? they said I got no place to be
Why don't I belong here?


The money need is taking everything I see
Money is consuming my life


Is it comes in lovely bones that put their shirts on ice?
Is beauty just a facade?


Is it fireflies that cross out eyes with any spice?
Is pleasure temporary and blinding?


Is it normal, born-again? let the vultures drink and drown
Are we hopelessly trapped in a cycle of rebirth and destruction?


Is it's force from weathers, birds of feathers never found?
Are there unseen forces guiding our lives?


Is it come and gone?
Is time fleeting?


Is it long before the spirit shaves his legs?
Is it a long time before we can truly be ourselves?


What is this town? they said I got no place to be
Why don't I belong here?


The money need is taking everything I see
Money is consuming my life




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave
Written by: JOHN ROBERT KING, MICHAEL S. SIMPSON, BECK DAVID HANSEN

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