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Buck 1

(Some mumbling...)
Pretty soon the hippies of today, will be the squares of
It was the voices of the old ones
Through thick steeled forests and over earth
just out of reach
A murder of crows judged my every
My were frozen
and entirely out of breath
I washed my beautiful hands in the black market dog water
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 one fell sparkling to the ground
I made wishes that 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 life just as I nightmares
(More mumbling...)

Buck 65, Buck 65, Buck 65, 65, Buck 65, Buck 65
Watching an dead world vanish
We the and outlawed wander
Hither and
Like dogs gone
Funky and angry and sometimes
Drums like have turned us to scavengers
Pathfinders, addicts and
of black magic
We make music from used up and bad luck dreams
and losers
Emus and
Gypsies and pen
Peddlers, Sharks
All of us fortune tellers in the forest
Hard core, building a fortress
Forward and backwards blindfolded
Trying to find gold buried in planes
Covered in stains
Fly and egg yolk
Running with one of my legs broke

it's lonesome
Traveling
Not knowing where you're
the railroads
Pickups and
of the loco-motives
Once we decide to see some of the country
Working with
Performers and
Discussions perfectionists, perverts and poets
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We aren't vampires like rock stars
We build campfires and ride
Town to town, we just songs
And plus we stay up like all night
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 like all night

20 some years is a walk
if its not in a straight line
You see a lot of in the distance
You know what they say about minds
You and I about the same things
the same dreams
Play the same
We out in the same place
it or not we got the same names
Everything happens for a cause
it be victory or loss
And the road may into a run way
But you'll know to do someday
Trust me seen it all before
I've climbed to the of the tallest trees
To get away the deep water
To feel the of the smallest breeze
You'll find a with a low voice
Who holds the in her bare hands
You'll fall in you'll have no choice
Once you are given a chance
For the first time you will sleep
Take a breath
See the sun
Hold on to her for dear
And watch the whole world unwind
Ask her to show you magic
And I guarantee she will say yes
Tell her you've seen and
You'll be together not a day
Just know that time comes
And after you cross first mile
the hardest part is behind you
And all the pain will be
(From clouds, Come angels, Let pain give you pleasure
From roads, to flowers, when faith can be measured
From storm clouds, Come angels, Let pain give you
From roads, To Flowers, when faith can be measured.

I know a man who was born with his on the outside
Every mans worst fear he also had hands
He touch his lovers face
He couldn't a baby
He would desert them
But he was worried he would hurt them
Mad at the his face turned hot pink
The best he do was just try to not think
But he was to
So he only try rarely
He read the last page of every in the library
He lacked the
Of a true crime fighter
Would try to write but breaking his typewriter
He preaches manifesto radical
Was diligent but his greatest were gramatical
If he only spent time rehearsing and preparing
wouldn't have to be so much cursing and swearing
Eyes on
His was blistering
No one had him about the power of whispering
He is
Blows
dirt
His mouth of a
He is a
He on stilts
But doesn't stand for stuff
Ask me
He just hasn't been the sun enough
He self-portraits
a roller
Only corn
And then tries to his own soul
On a street
He always remembers numbers
And sometimes into his own cumbersome hands

(Scratching... Mixes...)
Sometimes dumb crimes my mind
And knows I try to close my eyes
But it happens so
I my eye on the ball
But still I never asked to be a fly on the
And
dumb crimes blow my mind
And lord I try to close my eyes
But it happens so
I my eye on the ball
But still I never asked to be a fly on the
beginning to end and measured sideways
I've traveled the length of your highways
Been your bed
And slept in
I saw scars
Was kept in
To keep crying
I'm trying not to pay
But as I may mentioned
I'm being hostage
I'm and exhausted
I to go home now
But I'm to far
And I don't even how
The silent and tarnished armor
and harmful
The chameleon
Might get
with shadows
And playing
the minimal plan
Of the man
And what's it
Living
You may ask
on the other side
A two way
it's not what it's cracked up to be
I'll you that much
You can
But you can't

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
Sometimes 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
All I to do
Is go fly a
Or a hike
And try and keep
From taking a leap
There's in my ears
Especially at
Collidescopic visions of a cat fight
People parlor games
Behind doors
are sacred
When knows yours
But somebody
You forgot about the bottom
The dirty cheaters
And all of the stock
Sometimes dumb crimes blow my
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 dumb blow my mind
And knows I try to close my eyes
But it happens so
I my eye on the ball
But I never asked to be a fly on the wall