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Buck 1

(Some mumbling...)
Pretty soon the hippies of today, will be the of tomorrow
It was the echoing voices of the old
thick steeled forests and over scorched earth
Always out of reach
A murder of crows my every footstep
My bones frozen
and entirely out of breath
I washed my beautiful hands in the black market dog water
But through it all the real stick in my
Was the of my dreams
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 sparkling to the ground
I made wishes that never came
Apparitions of angels angry eyes
Appeared at new moon
My own be gain whispering
died if I tried to climb them
The decision was for me
To interpreting real life just as I would nightmares
(More mumbling...)

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

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

20 some years is a long
if its not in a straight line
You see a lot of things in the
You know what they say about great
You and I about the same things
the same dreams
Play the games
We started out in the place
it or not we got the same names
Everything for a good cause
Whether it be or loss
And the road may turn a run way
But you'll know what to do
Trust me I've seen it all
I've climbed to the of the tallest trees
To get from the deep water
To feel the touch of the smallest
find a girl 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 time you will sleep well
a deep breath
See the sun
Hold on to her for dear
And then the whole world unwind
Ask her to show you magic
And I that she will say yes
Tell her you've seen and
You'll be together not a day
Just know until that comes
And you cross that first mile
That the hardest part is 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 clouds, Come angels, Let pain give you pleasure
dirt roads, To Flowers, when faith can be measured.

I know a man who was with his heart on the outside
mans worst fear he also had heavy hands
He touch his lovers face
He hold a baby
He would never desert
But he was worried he would them maybe
Mad at the world his turned hot pink
The best he could do was try to not think
But he was to
So he only try rarely
He read the last page of every in the library
He the charisma
Of a revolutionary crime fighter
Would try to write but breaking his typewriter
He preaches manifesto militant
Was but his greatest mistakes were gramatical
If he only spent time rehearsing and preparing
There wouldn't to be so much cursing and swearing
Eyes on
His was blistering
No one had taught him the power of whispering
He is
kisses
Eats
His of a volcano
He is a
He stands on
But doesn't stand for stuff
Ask me
He just hasn't been the sun enough
He self-portraits
With a
Only eats
And then to sell his own soul
On a street
He always everyone's numbers
And cries into his own cumbersome hands

(Scratching... Mixes...)
dumb crimes blow my mind
And lord knows I try to close my
But it so fast
I my eye on the ball
But still I never to be a fly on the wall
And
Sometimes dumb crimes my mind
And lord knows I try to close my
But it so fast
I my eye on the ball
But I never asked to be a fly on the wall
Read beginning to end and measured
I've traveled the length of your desert
under your bed
And slept in
I saw your
Was in stitches
To from crying
I'm not to pay attention
But as I may have
I'm being held
I'm and exhausted
I want to go now
But I'm to far
And I even know how
The silent and tarnished armor
Charming and
The chameleon
Might get
with shadows
And charades
It's the plan
Of the man
And it like
life
You may ask
Standing on the other
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 dumb crimes blow my
And lord knows I try to close my
But it happens so
I my eye on the ball
But still I asked to be a fly on the wall
And
Sometimes dumb crimes blow my
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 take a
And try and keep
From a flying leap
There's ringing in my
at night
Collidescopic visions of a cocaine cat
People parlor games
closed doors
Secrets are
nobody knows yours
But somebody
You about the bottom feeders
The dirty cheaters
And all of the breeders
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 asked to be a fly on the wall
And
Sometimes dumb blow my mind
And lord knows I try to my eyes
But it happens so
I keep my eye on the
But still I asked to be a fly on the wall