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Buck 1

(Some mumbling...)
Pretty soon the hippies of today, will be the squares of
It was the echoing voices of the old
Through thick steeled and over scorched earth
Always out of reach
A of crows judged my every footstep
My bones frozen
Penniless and entirely out of
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 with both fists and sometimes fire
With no more then a gun I made from an exhausted pen
I shot the out of the sky
When each one fell to the ground
I made wishes never came true
Apparitions of angels with eyes
Appeared at each new
My own be gain whispering
died if I tried to climb them
The was made for me
To begin interpreting real life just as I nightmares
(More mumbling...)

65, Buck 65, Buck 65, Buck 65, Buck 65, Buck 65
Watching an dead world vanish
We the and outlawed wander
and yonder
Like gone hungry
Funky and and sometimes ugly
Drums like drugs turned us to scavengers
Pathfinders, and mathematicians
of black magic
We make from used up junk and bad luck dreams
and losers
Emus and
and pen thieves
Peddlers, Card
All of us tellers home in the forest
core, building a cardboard fortress
Forward and backwards blindfolded
Trying to find gold buried in flood
Covered in stains
Fly and egg yolk
Running away with one of my legs

Sometimes it's
Traveling
Not knowing you're going
Riding the
Pickups and
Most of the
we decide to see some of the country side
Working circus
Performers and
Discussions with perfectionists, perverts and
Haven't you heard of the...
hoboes?
We aren't vampires like rock stars
We build campfires and ride
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 all night long

20 some is a long 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 the same things
Dream the dreams
Play the games
We out in the same place
Believe it or not we got the names
Everything happens for a cause
it be victory or loss
And the road may into a run way
But know what to do someday
me I've seen it all before
I've climbed to the tops of the trees
To get away from the deep
To feel the touch of the breeze
You'll find a with a low voice
Who the world in her bare hands
You'll fall in you'll have no choice
you are given a fair chance
For the first time you sleep well
Take a deep
See the sun
on to her for dear life
And then watch the world unwind
Ask her to show you magic
And I guarantee she will say yes
her you've seen forever and
You'll be together not a day
Just until that time comes
And after you cross that mile
That the hardest part is you
And all the pain be worthwhile
(From storm clouds, angels, Let pain give you pleasure
From roads, to flowers, when faith can be measured
From clouds, Come angels, Let pain give you pleasure
From dirt roads, To Flowers, when can be measured.

I know a man who was born his heart on the outside
mans worst fear he also had heavy hands
He touch 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 just try to not
But he was to
So he would only try
He read the last page of every book in the
He lacked the
Of a true revolutionary crime
Would try to write but kept his typewriter
He preaches manifesto militant
Was diligent but his greatest were gramatical
If he only more time rehearsing and preparing
There have to be so much cursing and swearing
on fire
His volume was
No one had taught him about the of whispering
He is
kisses
Eats
His of a volcano
He is a
He stands on
But doesn't stand for funny
Ask me
He just hasn't around the sun enough
He self-portraits
With a
Only eats
And then tries to sell his own
On a street
He always remembers numbers
And sometimes cries his own cumbersome 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 dumb crimes my mind
And lord knows I try to my eyes
But it happens so
I keep my eye on the
But still I never asked to be a fly on the
Read to end and measured sideways
traveled the length of your desert highways
Been under bed
And slept in
I saw your
Was in stitches
To from crying
I'm trying not to pay
But as I may mentioned
I'm being held
I'm and exhausted
I to go home now
But I'm to far
And I even know how
The knight and tarnished armor
and harmful
The chameleon
Might get
Dancing shadows
And playing
It's the plan
Of the man
And what's it
Living
You may ask
Standing on the other
A two way
Well it's not what cracked up to be
I'll tell you that
You can
But you can't

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 never asked to be a fly on the
And
Sometimes dumb crimes blow my
And knows I try to close 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
taking a flying leap
There's ringing in my
Especially at
visions of a cocaine cat fight
People play games
Behind doors
are sacred
When nobody yours
But somebody
You forgot about the bottom
The dirty cheaters
And all of the breeders
Sometimes crimes blow my mind
And lord knows I try to my eyes
But it happens so
I my eye on the ball
But still I never asked to be a fly on the
And
Sometimes dumb blow my mind
And lord 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