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Buck 1

(Some mumbling...)
soon the hippies of today, will be the squares of tomorrow
It was the voices of the old ones
Through thick steeled forests and over scorched
Always out of reach
A murder of judged my every footstep
My bones were
Penniless and out of breath
I washed my hands in the black market dog water trough
But it all the real stick in my spokes
Was the torment of my
I fought of sleep with both fists and sometimes
With no more 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 never came true
of angels with angry eyes
Appeared at new moon
My own ghost be whispering
Trees died if I tried to them
The decision was for me
To begin interpreting real just as I would nightmares
(More mumbling...)

Buck 65, Buck 65, Buck 65, Buck 65, Buck 65, 65
Watching an already dead world
We the banished and outlawed
Hither and
Like dogs hungry
and angry and sometimes ugly
Drums like drugs turned us to scavengers
Pathfinders, addicts and
Practitioners of magic
We make music used up junk and bad luck dreams
and losers
Emus and
Gypsies and pen
Peddlers, Card
All of us fortune tellers in the forest
Hard core, building a fortress
Forward fast and backwards
to find gold buried in flood planes
Covered in blood
Fly bites and egg
Running away with one of my legs

Sometimes lonesome
Traveling
Not knowing where you're
Riding the
Pickups and
Most of the
Once we decide to see of the country side
with circus
Performers and
Discussions with perfectionists, and poets
Haven't you heard of the...
1200
We aren't dressed like rock stars
We build campfires and ride
Town to town, we just write
And plus we up like all night long
'cause we aren't vampires dressed like stars
We build campfires and box-cars
Town to town, we write songs
And we stay up like all night long

20 years is a long walk
if its not in a straight line
You see a lot of in the distance
You know what say about great minds
You and I about the same things
Dream the dreams
the same games
We started out in the same
Believe it or not we got the same
happens for a good cause
Whether it be victory or
And the road may turn a run way
But you'll know to do someday
Trust me I've it all before
I've to the tops of the tallest trees
To get away from the deep
To the touch of the smallest breeze
You'll a girl with a low voice
Who holds the world in her hands
You'll fall in you'll have no choice
Once you are a fair chance
For the first time you sleep well
a deep breath
See the sun
Hold on to her for dear
And then watch the world unwind
Ask her to show you some
And I guarantee that she say yes
Tell her you've seen and
You'll be together not a day
Just know until that time
And after you cross that first
the hardest part is behind you
And all the will be worthwhile
(From storm clouds, Come angels, Let pain give you
From dirt roads, to flowers, when faith can be
storm clouds, Come angels, Let pain give you pleasure
From dirt roads, To Flowers, faith can be measured.

I know a man who was born with his heart on the
Every mans worst fear he also had hands
He couldn't his lovers face
He couldn't a baby
He would never them
But he was worried he would them maybe
Mad at the his face turned hot pink
The best he do was just try to not think
But he was to
So he would try rarely
He the last page of every book in the library
He lacked the
Of a true crime fighter
Would try to write but kept breaking his
He preaches manifesto militant
Was diligent but his greatest mistakes were
If he spent more time 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 power of
He is
kisses
Eats
His of a volcano
He is a
He on stilts
But doesn't stand for stuff
Ask me
He just hasn't around the sun enough
He self-portraits
a roller
Only corn
And then tries to sell his own
On a corner
He always everyone's numbers
And sometimes cries into his own hands

(Scratching... Mixes...)
dumb crimes blow my mind
And lord knows I try to my eyes
But it happens so
I keep my eye on the
But I never asked to be a fly on the wall
And
Sometimes dumb crimes my mind
And lord knows I try to my eyes
But it happens so
I my eye on the ball
But still I never to be a fly on the wall
Read to end and measured sideways
traveled the length of your desert highways
Been your bed
And slept in
I saw scars
Was kept in
To keep from
I'm not to pay attention
But as I may have
I'm being held
I'm lost and
I to go home now
But I'm to far
And I even know how
The silent knight and armor
and harmful
The charma
get violent
Dancing with
And charades
It's the plan
Of the man
And it like
life
You may ask
Standing on the other
A two way
Well not what it's cracked up to be
I'll tell you that
You can
But you can't

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
Sometimes crimes blow my mind
And knows I try to close my eyes
But it so fast
I my eye on the ball
But still I asked 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 visions of a cat fight
People play parlor
closed doors
Secrets are
When knows yours
But somebody
You forgot about the bottom
The rotten cheaters
And all of the breeders
Sometimes dumb crimes my mind
And lord knows I try to close my
But it so fast
I my eye on the ball
But still I asked to be a fly on the wall
And
Sometimes dumb crimes my mind
And knows 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