Текст песни Beck - Sticks And Stones 'November 11, 1995.

Hard hats hang all around the head
Of the lily-white ways the gasoline greys
Well, everybody learns in a learning room
Where the readymade tunes
They whistle in the afternoons
Worms are hungry for my bones
The sticks and stones are gonna follow you home

First and last, the pickpockets crash, the lunch money cash
The bargain center dunce cap sittin' on your head
Like a hive sucked dry
Where the billy goats cry
Beneath the satellite trespass sky
The worms are hungry for my bones
The sticks and stones are gonna follow you home