Beck - Don't Get Bent Out of Shape lyrics

In '89, I was doin' fine In '92, the bloodhounds bent on you Baby had a road map Now it has been lost The wind is biting down your neck Don't get bent out of shape, my friend No, don't get bent out of shape Though your heart is all twisted And every word seems fake Don't get bent out of shape Take bricks of shame, you build to live Hang up some pluck on your ribs Leave that lonesome shack And let the waters rise Otherwise you're choking on your tears Don't get bent out of shape, my friend No, don't get bent out of shape Though you're sick of yourself And it's too late to escape Don't get bent out of shape Cut the crap and cut the beans Launch your eyeball-like machines All your grievin' will only make you ill If time won't k** ya, something else will So don't get bent out of shape, my friend Don't get bent out of shape The heart is twisted And every word seems fake Don't get bent out of shape Don't get bent out of shape Don't get bent out of shape, my friend Don't get bent out of shape