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Buck 1

(Some mumbling...)
soon the hippies of today, will be the squares of tomorrow
It was the echoing voices of the old
Through thick forests and over scorched earth
just out of reach
A of crows judged my every footstep
My bones frozen
Penniless and entirely out of
I my beautiful hands in the black market dog water trough
But it all the real stick in my spokes
Was the of my dreams
I fought of sleep both fists and sometimes fire
With no more then a blow gun I made an exhausted pen
I shot the out of the sky
When each one fell to the ground
I made that never came true
of angels with angry eyes
Appeared at each new
My own ghost be whispering
Trees died if I tried to them
The decision was for me
To begin interpreting life just as I would nightmares
(More mumbling...)

Buck 65, Buck 65, Buck 65, 65, Buck 65, Buck 65
Watching an already dead vanish
We the and outlawed wander
and yonder
Like dogs gone
Funky and angry and ugly
Drums like drugs have turned us to
Pathfinders, addicts and
Practitioners of black
We music from used up junk and bad luck dreams
and losers
Emus and
Gypsies and pen
Peddlers, Card
All of us tellers home in the forest
core, building a cardboard fortress
Forward fast and blindfolded
Trying to find buried in flood planes
Covered in blood
Fly and egg yolk
Running away with one of my legs

Sometimes it's
homeless
Not where you're going
Riding the
and sailboats
Most of the
Once we to see some of the country side
Working circus
and cut-throats
Discussions with perfectionists, perverts and
Haven't you heard of the...
1200
We aren't vampires dressed like rock
We build and ride box-cars
Town to town, we just write
And plus we stay up all night long
'cause we aren't vampires like rock stars
We build campfires and ride
Town to town, we just write
And plus we stay up like all night

20 some years is a walk
Even if its not in a line
You see a lot of things in the
You what they say about great minds
You and I think the same things
Dream the dreams
Play the games
We started out in the place
Believe it or not we got the names
Everything happens for a good
Whether it be or loss
And the road may into a run way
But know what to do someday
Trust me seen it all before
I've climbed to the tops of the tallest
To get away from the deep
To feel the touch of the smallest
You'll find a girl with a low
Who holds the in her bare hands
You'll fall in you'll have no choice
you are given a fair chance
For the time you will sleep well
Take a breath
See the sun
Hold on to her for dear
And then watch the whole unwind
Ask her to show you some
And I that she will say yes
Tell her seen forever and
be together not a day less
Just know until time comes
And after you that first mile
That the hardest is behind you
And all the pain be worthwhile
(From storm clouds, Come angels, Let give you pleasure
dirt roads, to flowers, when 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 with his on the outside
Every worst fear he also had heavy hands
He couldn't his lovers face
He couldn't a baby
He never desert them
But he was worried he would hurt them
Mad at the his face turned hot pink
The best he could do was try to not think
But he was to
So he would try rarely
He read the last page of every in the library
He lacked the
Of a revolutionary crime fighter
Would try to write but kept breaking his
He preaches manifesto radical
Was diligent but his greatest mistakes gramatical
If he spent more time rehearsing and preparing
There wouldn't have to be so much and swearing
on fire
His was blistering
No one had him about the power of whispering
He is
kisses
Eats
His of a volcano
He is a
He on stilts
But doesn't stand for funny
Ask me
He just been around the sun enough
He paints
a roller
Only eats
And then to sell his own soul
On a street
He always everyone's numbers
And sometimes into his own cumbersome hands

(Scratching... Mixes...)
dumb 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 asked to be a fly on the
And
Sometimes dumb crimes 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
Read beginning to end and sideways
I've traveled the length of desert highways
under your bed
And slept in
I saw your
Was in stitches
To keep from
I'm not to pay attention
But as I may have
I'm being held
I'm and exhausted
I to go home now
But I'm to far
And I don't know how
The silent and tarnished armor
and harmful
The charma
get violent
Dancing with
And charades
the minimal plan
Of the man
And what's it
life
You may ask
Standing on the side
A two way
it's not what it's cracked up to be
I'll tell you much
You can
But you touch

Sometimes dumb crimes my mind
And lord knows I try to close my
But it so fast
I keep my eye on the
But I never asked to be a fly on the wall
And
Sometimes crimes 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 to be a fly on the wall
All I to do
Is go fly a
Or a hike
And try and keep
From a flying leap
There's ringing in my
at night
Collidescopic of a cocaine cat fight
People parlor games
closed doors
Secrets are
When knows yours
But does
You forgot about the bottom
The dirty cheaters
And all of the stock
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
And
dumb crimes blow my mind
And knows I try to close my eyes
But it happens so
I my eye on the ball
But still I asked to be a fly on the wall