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Buck 1

(Some mumbling...)
Pretty soon the hippies of today, will be the of tomorrow
It was the echoing of the old ones
Through thick steeled forests and over scorched
just out of reach
A murder of judged my every footstep
My bones were
Penniless and out of breath
I washed my beautiful hands in the black dog water trough
But through it all the stick in my spokes
Was the torment of my
I fought of sleep with both fists and fire
With no more then a blow gun I made from an pen
I the stars out of the sky
When each one fell sparkling to the
I made wishes never came true
of angels with angry eyes
Appeared at each new
My own ghost be whispering
Trees died if I to climb them
The was made for me
To begin interpreting real just as I would nightmares
(More mumbling...)

Buck 65, Buck 65, Buck 65, Buck 65, 65, Buck 65
an already dead world vanish
We the banished and wander
and yonder
Like gone hungry
Funky and and sometimes ugly
Drums like drugs turned us to scavengers
Pathfinders, addicts and
of black magic
We make music from used up and bad luck dreams
Liars and
and aardvarks
Gypsies and pen
Peddlers, Sharks
All of us tellers home in the forest
core, building a cardboard fortress
Forward fast and blindfolded
Trying to gold buried in flood planes
in blood stains
Fly and egg yolk
Running with one of my legs broke

it's lonesome
Traveling
Not knowing where going
the railroads
Pickups and
of the loco-motives
Once we decide to see some of the country
with circus
Performers and
with perfectionists, perverts and poets
Haven't you ever of the...
hoboes?
We aren't vampires dressed like rock
We campfires and ride box-cars
Town to town, we just songs
And plus we up like all night long
we aren't vampires dressed like rock stars
We campfires and ride box-cars
Town to town, we just songs
And plus we stay up all night long

20 some years is a walk
Even if its not in a straight
You see a lot of things in the
You know they say about great minds
You and I think about the things
the same dreams
Play the games
We started out in the same
Believe it or not we got the same
Everything happens for a cause
Whether it be victory or
And the may turn into a run way
But know what to do someday
Trust me seen it all before
I've to the tops of the tallest trees
To get from the deep water
To feel the touch of the breeze
You'll a girl with a low voice
Who the world in her bare hands
You'll fall in love have no choice
Once you are a fair chance
For the first time you sleep well
Take a deep
See the sun
Hold on to her for life
And then the whole world unwind
Ask her to show you magic
And I guarantee that she say yes
Tell her seen forever and
You'll be not a day less
Just until that time comes
And after you that first mile
That the hardest is behind you
And all the pain will be
(From clouds, Come angels, Let pain give you pleasure
From dirt roads, to flowers, faith can be measured
From storm clouds, angels, Let pain give you pleasure
From roads, To Flowers, when faith can be measured.

I know a man who was born his heart on the outside
mans worst fear he also had heavy hands
He couldn't touch his lovers
He hold a baby
He would desert them
But he was worried he would them maybe
Mad at the world his face turned hot
The best he do was just try to not think
But he was to
So he would only try
He read the last page of book in the library
He lacked the
Of a revolutionary crime fighter
Would try to write but kept breaking his
He manifesto militant radical
Was diligent but his greatest mistakes were
If he only spent more rehearsing and preparing
wouldn't have to be so much cursing and swearing
Eyes on
His was blistering
No one had taught him about the of whispering
He is
kisses
Eats
His mouth of a
He is a
He stands on
But doesn't stand for stuff
Ask me
He just hasn't been around the sun
He self-portraits
a roller
Only corn
And then tries to sell his own
On a street
He always everyone's numbers
And sometimes into his own cumbersome hands

(Scratching... Mixes...)
Sometimes crimes blow my mind
And lord knows I try to my eyes
But it so fast
I keep my eye on the
But still I never to be a fly on the wall
And
dumb crimes blow my mind
And lord I try to close my eyes
But it so fast
I keep my eye on the
But still I asked to be a fly on the wall
beginning to end and measured sideways
I've traveled the length of your highways
Been under bed
And in ditches
I saw your
Was kept in
To from crying
I'm trying not to pay
But as I may have
I'm being hostage
I'm lost and
I to go home now
But I'm to far
And I don't even how
The knight and tarnished armor
Charming and
The chameleon
Might get
Dancing with
And playing
the minimal plan
Of the man
And it like
life
You may ask
Standing on the other
A two way
Well it's not it's cracked up to be
tell you that much
You can
But you touch

Sometimes dumb blow my mind
And lord I try to close my eyes
But it so fast
I my eye on the ball
But I never asked to be a fly on the wall
And
Sometimes dumb blow my mind
And lord knows I try to close my
But it happens so
I my eye on the ball
But I never asked to be a fly on the wall
All I to do
Is go fly a
Or a hike
And try and myself
From a flying leap
There's in my ears
at night
Collidescopic visions of a cat fight
play parlor games
Behind doors
Secrets are
When nobody yours
But does
You forgot about the bottom
The rotten cheaters
And all of the breeders
Sometimes dumb blow my mind
And knows I try to close my eyes
But it happens so
I keep my eye on the
But still I never to be a fly on the wall
And
Sometimes crimes blow my mind
And knows I try to close my eyes
But it so fast
I keep my eye on the
But still I never to be a fly on the wall