With the news of Beck’s reissued deluxe edition of his seminal Odelay having misprinted lyrics comes the discovery that, well, the lyrics are meaningless, anyway. Evidently, while recording Odelay, Beck laid down some scratch lyrics as placeholders, which typified his nonsensical beat-poet free-style jargon, but he liked the temporary lyrics so much that he kept them. So, for all those who spent countless hours trying to decipher utterly inscrutable lines like “She’s got a carburetor tied to the moon/Pink eyes looking to the food of the ages”, the effort was all for naught. But for a bunch of random thoughts, Beck’s style still destroys most lyricists who actually try to achieve some semblance of meaning.