E-Pro

The title is short for Environmental Protection. But the song is about cleaning the inner projects

The whole song gives imagry of Beck walking through a dump of a house in the inner city.

See me comin to town with my soul - Beck's hometown Straight down out of the world with my fingers - he knows the area Holding onto the devil I know - memories All my troubles'll hang on your trigger - its inner city, with crime and violence

Take your eyes and your mind from the road - look at the house Shoot your mouth off but look where you're aiming - you complain about it Don't forget to pick up what you sow - but you don't do anyhting Talking trash to the garbage around you - I wish someone would get this town in order, but it never happens.

The chanting na nas, give a sense of repetitoin of the same problems without doing anything about it, ignoring the problem and putting your head in the sand.

See me kickin the door with my boots - So now Beck enters the house Broke down out in a ditch of old rubbish - and its filthy Snakes and bones in the back of your room - finds skeletons in your closet Handing out a confection of venom - which stings at the heart

Heaven's drunk from the poison you use - But you keep ignoring the probelms Charm the wolves with the eyes of a gambler - waste your life with gambling Now I see it's a comfort to you - ignorace is bliss Hammer my bones on the anvil of daylight - during the night, its dark, and badness can't be seen, but in the morning the problems are noticable again

I won't give up that ghost - I will start to do something about it It's sick the way these tongues are twisted - in the midst of all this conversation The good in us is all we know - theres good in the world (we can make the world cleaner and better) There's too much left to taste that's bitter - but some people like the bitter taste, so they don't do anything.