Beck - Don't Be Light lyrics

Don't be light... Don't Be Light Don't be light Maybe like me Don't Be Light Don't be light Don't Be Light Maybe like me Don't Be Light....... Don't......Don't......Don't.... Don't Don't be light Don't Maybe like me Don't Be Light Don't be light Don't Be Light Maybe like me Don't Be Light Don't be light Don't be light Aaah, wild life The grey surprises of our days, singing in caves Fabricating a new abandon We don't see the master's hand We bang on gold tambourines In the cross hairs of some transient gun Trading desires on the banquet line La la la la la la La la la la la la La la la la la la La la la la la la Don't Don't be light Don't Maybe like me Dont Be Light Don't be light Don't Be Light Maybe like me Don't Be Light..... (whistling to end....)