Cold Ass Fashion
Beck Lyrics


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Fly like the eagle
Fly like the eagle
Fly

Squeegee
Ah, you got it
When we get down to the shrink-wrap on my grave
You know the nitty-gritty never looked so safe
You get whipflash under the bridge
Like a cold-ass lover with the buckskin
Get the squeegee and it's easy to be me
Clean my boots and i'm still feelin' homeless
Your brother is deader than a phone machine
With a bucket of green piss
And i'm tryin' not to look at satan making love to a dishrag
So load up the gimmick wagon, get out of town
Do me a favor, don't stick around
'cause my kneecaps are turnin' slightly brown

Let's be doin' it right
Comin' down in a cold ass fashion
And the people don't breathe
Comin' down in a cold ass fashion
Steppin' in the beefsteak
Comin' down in a cold ass fashion
And the mayonnaise comes
Comin' down in a cold ass fashion
Black twinkie

Gettin' all caught up in a taste test
An' it all basically tastes like crap
I can shake my own hand, give myself a grin
I can pick my own nose and put it back in
I can squeeze the breeze, drink a bottle of lice
Smoke a pack of whiskey with jesus christ

I got options, i got cop shows, i get nauseous
And the sweat is day-glo
Went to sleep, woke up in a coffin
Took out my eyeballs an' put 'em in a condom
Your daddy's got laxatives on his brain
Gettin' sappy in the back of a train
Mojo weedwhacker cuttin' yer space
Hot dogs rottin' in the bottom of a suitcase
And your mouth, it smells like hair gel
I love you but you don't know how to spell
Where can you duck when they shoot you full of pigeon holes
And there ain't nothin' like the real artificial

O.g. -- original glue-sniffer
Comin' down in a cold ass fashion
And the people don't breathe
Comin' down in a cold ass fashion
As you're biting my sandwich
Comin' down in a cold ass fashion
Smear me sauce ?
Comin' down in a cold ass fashion
? donut ?

Uh, wait...
Talkin' about a cold ass fashion [x16]
[the following four lines are spoken at various times over the
Above:]
Cold ass fashion, cold ass fashion, squeegee, i just took some acid (?)
[backwards:] [???] up your ass
[backwards:] [???] hot dog

It's like forty pounds of avocado sauce
Smeared across your boss
You know what i'm sayin'?
You dunno when it's comin'
You know, it's like forty-five horses
Runnin' through the graveyard




In yellow panties
That is cold fashion

Overall Meaning

The song "In A Cold Ass Fashion" by Beck is a post-modern, stream-of-consciousness technique where the lyrics are free association instead of a rational, linear thread of thoughts. The song is a metaphor for the state of the world that is fast, chaotic, and full of information overload. The opening line, "Fly like the eagle" is a reference to the American eagle, but it also signifies freedom, independence, and the ability to rise above things. Then, the singer switches gear and says, "Squeegee," which is an everyday item used to clean windows or wipe surfaces. This contrast goes on to highlight how the mundane coexists with the grandeur in a fragmented, modern world.


The song continues with images that are random, eccentric, and fascinating. For instance, when the singer says, "Your brother is deader than a phone machine with a bucket of green piss," he's subtly expressing his distrust and dislike for technology. The song's theme revolves around the idea that humanity has hit a wall where there's no distinction between what's beautiful or ugly, glorious, or hopeless. It's a world of absurdity, where experiences are visceral and confusing, and the only objective is to survive by adapting to everything.


Line by Line Meaning

Fly like the eagle
Soar high and free


Squeegee
Cleaning away the dirt


Ah, you got it
Understanding the message


When we get down to the shrink-wrap on my grave
When life comes to an end


You know the nitty-gritty never looked so safe
The details are scary, but facing them is comforting


You get whipflash under the bridge
Sudden realization, under a bridge


Like a cold-ass lover with the buckskin
Unemotional and distant


Get the squeegee and it's easy to be me
Removing flaws makes life easy


Clean my boots and i'm still feelin' homeless
An experience can't be erased


Your brother is deader than a phone machine
Someone or something is dead and useless


With a bucket of green piss
Disgustingly unpleasant


And i'm tryin' not to look at satan making love to a dishrag
Avoiding things that are morally repulsive


So load up the gimmick wagon, get out of town
Leave and take your tricks with you


Do me a favor, don't stick around
A request to leave


'cause my kneecaps are turnin' slightly brown
An unusual and humorous way of saying things are going wrong


Let's be doin' it right
Doing things properly


Comin' down in a cold ass fashion
Descending in a unfeeling and unpleasant way


And the people don't breathe
No life or excitement around


Steppin' in the beefsteak
Making a mess or getting into trouble


And the mayonnaise comes
An unexpected surprise


Black twinkie
An unusual and dark surprise


Gettin' all caught up in a taste test
Getting lost in something pointless


An' it all basically tastes like crap
Everything seems unpleasant and pointless


I can shake my own hand, give myself a grin
Self-sufficient and confident


I can pick my own nose and put it back in
Childish behavior without consequences


I can squeeze the breeze, drink a bottle of lice
Be weird, doesn't matter


Smoke a pack of whiskey with jesus christ
An imaginary or surreal experience


I got options, i got cop shows, i get nauseous
Choices are overwhelming and unpleasant


And the sweat is day-glo
Sweating heavily in an unnatural way


Went to sleep, woke up in a coffin
An unpleasant surprise or turn of events


Took out my eyeballs an' put 'em in a condom
An unusual and grotesque action


Your daddy's got laxatives on his brain
Someone is acting foolish or crazy


Gettin' sappy in the back of a train
Being sentimental and useless


Mojo weedwhacker cuttin' yer space
Something ruining your space or mood


Hot dogs rottin' in the bottom of a suitcase
An unpleasant smell or sight


And your mouth, it smells like hair gel
An unpleasant scent or feature


I love you but you don't know how to spell
Expressing love in a joking or sarcastic way


Where can you duck when they shoot you full of pigeon holes
Nowhere to hide or avoid being labeled


And there ain't nothin' like the real artificial
The contradiction and false reality of modern life


O.g. -- original glue-sniffer
An ironic label or self-description


As you're biting my sandwich
Someone taking what you have without asking


Smear me sauce ?
An unclear and humorous phrase


? donut ?
An unclear and humorous phrase


Uh, wait...
A pause or break in the narrative


Talkin' about a cold ass fashion [x16]
The repeated refrain and theme of the song


Cold ass fashion, cold ass fashion, squeegee, i just took some acid (?), backwards...) [???] up your ass, [???] hot dog
A nonsensical and humorous string of words and phrases


It's like forty pounds of avocado sauce
An unusual and funny comparison


Smeared across your boss
A humorous image of something unpleasant


You know what i'm sayin'?
Asking if you understand the humor


You dunno when it's comin'
Can't predict the unpredictable


You know, it's like forty-five horses
Another unusual and funny comparison


Runnin' through the graveyard
A spooky and entertaining image


In yellow panties
A humorous and playful element added to the image


That is cold fashion
Reiterating the theme of the song




Lyrics ยฉ Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: BECK HANSEN, CARL STEPHENSON

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Comments from YouTube:

Nick R

awesome, i've always loved this track. some of his best lyrics ever! "i can shake my own hand, give myself a grin, i can pick my own nose and put it back in.."

Acorn Donaghy

Sweetness! Thanks for posting this. I freakin' love this song. Can't listen to it on my mp3 player in public anymore, as I tend to burst out into a fit of giggles when it comes on. I always seem to lose it at the "trying not to look at satan making love to a dishrag" line. Thank god for Beck; without him, music wouldn't be as interesting as it is.

LikeA PinkMonkeyBird

The bass-lines in all his work is totally BADASS!

Douglas Adams

Beck nails it 100% of the time! My new favorite is this one!

Chancellor

This has always been my favorite beck song

Randi Warhol

i love this song! i only have it on cassette. thanks for making it more accessible!

james deroc

self depreciating rapย  . with banjo break . . . ..love it

james cook

One day in the late 90s a girl who worked at the House of Guitars in Rochester, whom my 16-year old self had a major crush on, passed me a Beck mixtape with this and a truckload of other rare tracks (Whimsical Actress, the Loser-single version of Soul Suckin' Jerk) and it was a good day, except this mixtape got thieved and I've been vaguely remembering this song for years. Until just finding it. It's everything I remember and more.

faintmelody

Beck is just brilliant.

GavinDownsMusic

I soiled myself when I first heard this; it's hilarious. Thanks for putting it up.

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