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Buck 1

(Some mumbling...)
Pretty soon the hippies of today, will be the of tomorrow
It was the voices of the old ones
Through thick steeled forests and over scorched
Always just out of
A murder of crows judged my every
My were frozen
Penniless and out of breath
I washed my beautiful hands in the market dog water trough
But through it all the real in my spokes
Was the torment of my
I fought of sleep with both and sometimes fire
With no then a blow gun I made from an exhausted pen
I shot the out of the sky
When each one fell sparkling to the
I made wishes that came true
Apparitions of with angry eyes
Appeared at new moon
My own ghost be gain
died if I tried to climb them
The decision was for me
To begin interpreting real life as I would nightmares
(More mumbling...)

Buck 65, Buck 65, 65, Buck 65, Buck 65, Buck 65
Watching an already dead world
We the and outlawed wander
Hither and
Like gone hungry
Funky and angry and sometimes
like drugs have turned us to scavengers
Pathfinders, addicts and
of black magic
We make music from used up junk and bad dreams
Liars and
and aardvarks
Gypsies and pen
Peddlers, Card
All of us fortune home in the forest
Hard core, a cardboard fortress
Forward fast and blindfolded
to find gold buried in flood planes
Covered in stains
Fly bites and egg
away with one of my legs broke

Sometimes it's
homeless
Not knowing where you're
the railroads
Pickups and
Most of the
we decide to see some of the country side
Working circus
Performers and
Discussions perfectionists, perverts and poets
you ever heard of the...
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We aren't vampires dressed like rock
We build campfires and ride
Town to town, we just write
And plus we up like all night long
'cause we aren't dressed like rock stars
We build campfires and ride
Town to town, we write songs
And plus we stay up like all long

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

I know a man who was born his heart on the outside
Every mans worst fear he also had hands
He couldn't touch his lovers
He couldn't a baby
He would never 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 the last page of every book in the library
He the charisma
Of a revolutionary crime fighter
try to write but kept breaking his typewriter
He preaches manifesto radical
Was diligent but his greatest were gramatical
If he only spent time rehearsing and preparing
There wouldn't to be so much cursing and swearing
on fire
His volume was
No one had taught him the power of whispering
He is
Blows
Eats
His mouth of a
He is a
He stands on
But doesn't stand for stuff
Ask me
He hasn't been around the sun enough
He paints
With a
Only corn
And then to sell his own soul
On a street
He always remembers numbers
And sometimes cries into his own hands

(Scratching... Mixes...)
Sometimes dumb crimes 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 lord knows I try to my eyes
But it happens so
I keep my eye on the
But still I never to be a fly on the wall
Read beginning to end and measured
I've traveled the length of your desert
Been your bed
And slept in
I saw your
Was kept in
To keep from
I'm not to pay attention
But as I may mentioned
I'm held hostage
I'm and exhausted
I to go home now
But I'm to far
And I don't even how
The silent knight and tarnished
Charming and
The charma
Might get
Dancing shadows
And charades
the minimal plan
Of the man
And it like
life
You may ask
Standing on the side
A two way
Well it's not what it's up to be
I'll tell you that
You can
But you can't

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