Got No Mind
Beck Lyrics


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Tonight the city is full of, radios
And all the distortion pedals are melted
There's sonic youth posters nailed up onto the, ceiling
And the roof is falling down on my brain
That's why
I got no mind
I got no mind
Got no mind

Somebody burned down the picnic
And somebody kissed their own ass by mistake
And the cliches are gettin' eaten up
By the termites with the malt liquor
And the guitar tuners and the pussy galore song
That's why
I play all night
I got no mind
Feel so fine

And the big radio sound is pumping up and down
Jumpin' through the hoops
Making every motion seem like forever
There's air conditioning and brand new nails
And phone calls from people in Chicago
why
Pay no mind
Got no mind
Stay outside

So turn up the levels
And talk to your devils
And bust out your tennis shoes and your mayonnaise
It's all the situations and all the celebrations
And all the contamination's that make you
Breed off the carpet
That's why
I pay no mind
Got no mind
Might need a cough drop

Well there's verses and sounds
Falling like pounds and pounds of
Sand weights from the heavens
And she dangles like a bottle
Talkin' through the steering wheels
And broken pantyhose
That's why
I pay no mind
Sleep in slime
Put out Cd's

The amplifiers are amplifying
The things that you never knew
Could ever be the same as you
There's wires and plugs
And slugs slithering out into the paint thinner
That's why
I pay no mind
I pay no mind
Got no mind

Your swivel chairs and sunglasses
And your fully-blown out scenes of ecstasy
Turn up the volume and the treble
And call them all the nasty things that you can
Stick into your paper
With your pen
Shove your pen up into the air
Write everything and
Like you just don't care
But it feels good
When you pull off the scenery
And there's puppets and dollar bills
And there's weight-loss pills
And there's cherries and there's potato chips
And the time is runnin' low
And there's nowhere else to go
So let's go down
666 up into




I'm raising all my lows
And I'm lowering all my disappointments

Overall Meaning

The song "Got No Mind" by Beck is a chaotic commentary on modern society and the state of mindlessness it produces. The first verse sets the scene in a city full of radios with distorted pedals, Sonic Youth posters, and a falling roof. The second verse mentions the destruction of a picnic and the consumption of cliches by termites with malt liquor. The chorus, "I got no mind," repeats throughout the song, emphasizing the theme of lack of individual thought and overwhelming societal influence.


Beck's lyrics in "Got No Mind" are stream-of-consciousness, jumping from topic to topic with little connection. He mentions guitar tuners, Pussy Galore songs, air conditioning, phone calls from Chicago, tennis shoes, and mayonnaise. The verses are full of imagery, such as verses and sounds falling like sand weights from heaven and slugs slithering out into paint thinner. The song ends with a flurry of phrases and ideas, including puppets and dollar bills, weight loss pills, cherries, potato chips, and the need to raise lows and lower disappointments.


Overall, "Got No Mind" is a commentary on the overwhelming chaos of modern life, emphasizing the need for independent thought in the face of societal expectations and influences. Beck's lyrics are a jumbled stream of consciousness, with each verse offering a glimpse into a different aspect of contemporary life.


Line by Line Meaning

Tonight the city is full of, radios
The city is noisy, and there are a lot of radios playing in the background


And all the distortion pedals are melted
The music is so loud and intense that it's causing the distortion pedals to overheat and malfunction


There's sonic youth posters nailed up onto the, ceiling
There are posters of the band Sonic Youth hanging on the ceiling


And the roof is falling down on my brain
The music is so intense that it feels like the roof is collapsing on the artist's head


That's why I got no mind I got no mind Got no mind
The overwhelming sound is making it difficult for the artist to think, and they feel like they have lost their mind


Somebody burned down the picnic
Something has gone terribly wrong or chaotic


And somebody kissed their own ass by mistake
Someone did something foolish or embarrassing


And the cliches are gettin' eaten up By the termites with the malt liquor
The artist is tired of overused phrases being repeated and causing destruction


And the guitar tuners and the pussy galore song
The artist is surrounded by musicians trying to tune their guitars and playing a song by the band Pussy Galore


That's why I play all night I got no mind Feel so fine
The artist is playing music all night to avoid thinking and feels good doing it


And the big radio sound is pumping up and down
The radio is playing loud and the sound is fluctuating


Jumpin' through the hoops Making every motion seem like forever
The music is so intense that it feels like time is standing still


There's air conditioning and brand new nails And phone calls from people in Chicago
The environment is comfortable and modern, and the singer receives calls from people in Chicago


why Pay no mind Got no mind Stay outside
The singer is avoiding thinking and staying outside of their headspace


So turn up the levels And talk to your devils And bust out your tennis shoes and your mayonnaise
The music should be played louder, and the singer should confront their inner demons while wearing tennis shoes and carrying mayonnaise


It's all the situations and all the celebrations And all the contamination's that make you Breed off the carpet
The ups and downs of life can be messy and overwhelming


That's why I pay no mind Got no mind Might need a cough drop
The artist is still avoiding thinking and may need to attend to their physical health


Well there's verses and sounds Falling like pounds and pounds of Sand weights from the heavens
The music is heavy and powerful, like sand weights falling from the sky


And she dangles like a bottle Talkin' through the steering wheels And broken pantyhose
The situation is chaotic and the singer observes a woman hanging on like a bottle, talking through the steering wheel of a car with ripped pantyhose


That's why I pay no mind Sleep in slime Put out Cd's
The artist still avoids thinking, sleeps in unpleasant conditions, and puts out CDs


The amplifiers are amplifying The things that you never knew Could ever be the same as you
The sound is so powerful that it is amplifying things within the artist that they didn't know existed


There's wires and plugs And slugs slithering out into the paint thinner
There are wires and plugs around, and slugs creeping out into the paint thinner


That's why I pay no mind I pay no mind Got no mind
The singer is still avoiding thinking and has no mind


Your swivel chairs and sunglasses And your fully-blown out scenes of ecstasy
The artist is observing people in sunglasses and in states of excitement


Turn up the volume and the treble And call them all the nasty things that you can
The music should be played louder, and people should be insulted


Stick into your paper With your pen Shove your pen up into the air
Write down whatever comes to mind, and hold it up in defiance


Write everything and Like you just don't care But it feels good When you pull off the scenery
Writing down everything without thinking feels good, and it's satisfying to break the mold


And there's puppets and dollar bills And there's weight-loss pills And there's cherries and there's potato chips
There are various objects and things around


And the time is runnin' low And there's nowhere else to go So let's go down 666 up into
Time is running out, and the artist suggests going somewhere else (possibly to hell)


I'm raising all my lows And I'm lowering all my disappointments
The singer is trying to be more optimistic and reduce their disappointments




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Written by: BECK

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