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Track: Readymade
Artist: Beck
Album: Odelay

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Name: Beck
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American musician, singer-songwriter and multi-instrumentalist. born July 8, 1970, in Los Angeles, California, USA. Son of [a=David Campbell] and [a=Bibbe Hansen], grandson of [a=Al Hansen]. He was married to [a=Marissa Ribisi] from 2004–2019. When his parents split, he and his younger brother stayed with their mother. Beck dropped out of school at the age of 14 and drifted around for about a decade, ending up back in Los Angeles. While playing some open-mike events, he got noticed by the little local label Bong Load Custom Records. In 1993, "Loser" was released to the world in a limited pressing of 500 copies and sent out to radio DJs across the U.S. The song became quite popular, and subsequently DGC/Geffen/MCA signed Beck in November of 1993, while giving him the freedom to work with independent labels and to make uncommercial music. The DGC release of Loser in January 1994 became an international hit.

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Release: Beck!* - Odelay
Year: 2016
Genres: Electronic, Hip Hop, Rock, Funk / Soul, Blues, Pop, Folk, World, & Country
Styles: Electro, Downtempo, Hip Hop, Disco, Afrobeat, Abstract

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LYRICS

An open road where I can breathe
Where the lowest low is calling to me
I can pull myself back up back down
Stuck together like a readymade
And nobody knows where we been
Cancelled rations are running thin
Watches tick out of tune
Falling apart like a readymade
My bags are waiting in the next life

Rubbish piles fresh and plain
Empty boxes in a pawn shop brain
License plates stowaway
Standing in line like a readymade
And my bags are waiting in the next life

An open road where I can breathe
Where the lowest low is calling to me
I can pull myself back up back down
Stuck together like a readymade
And my bags are waiting in the next life