- Buck 65 Blood Of A Young Wolf 歌詞
- Buck 65
- Ten thousand horses, Sable Island, endless summer
Oh my God, I'm hot to steal, beside myself in friendless number
I ain't got no culture or nothing, dirty words but that don't count
Flight attendents, waitresses, superstition - good amount
There's work to do, hell to pay, memories and fingerprints
Calling Papa ignorance
And I don't wanna go (Sick and tired)
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It's an egg and spoon race, slow and steady, desert highway, a bientot
Still I'm stuck, I can't afford it, picture postcard, small memento
Echo, shadow, echo, shadow, sterling silver, burning furnace
Frozen nowhere just to get ahead a friend named deadly earnest
Cross my heart and hope to die, stick a needle in my arm
Praise the heavens, call the cops, relax, there's no cause for alarm
Diamond rings and little babies, startlements and miracles
I remember pretty faces so severe and lyrical
I'm talking Amelia Earhart, Neko Case, Frida Kahlo
All alone, the way it should be, I don't even need a shadow
Seeds of wisdom found no purchase, we don't even have a chance
Birthday party armaggeddon, long stemmed roses, avalanche
Broken fingers, going nowhere, fast and screeching to a halt
All that work for nothing, oh, whipping boy, it's all my fault
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I don't wanna go to pieces, easy going, afraid to fly and so I'm running
Catching fish and chopping wood, the revolution, slow time coming
I don't know what else to do, cross my fingers, teach the children
Read your fortune, storm the studios, come on all ye faithful pilgrims
No more same old song and dance, some good ideas get overplayed
I eat my breakfast, ride my bike, a knife between my shoulder blades
See, I'm a man of many problems up against some scary odds
We kill, we hide, we all fall down, idiots love to bury gods
It doesn't happen overnight, though, never. Still I'm filled with wonder
Lonely like the tightrope walker, hitchhiker, long distance runner
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But I still love you lying down, k-i-s-s-i-n-g
Not bad, not bad, not bad at all, I tried your shoes on
Cigarettes and crucifixes, Ingmar Bergman, Alphonse Mouzon
Really boring modern music, really boring modern girl
Get me out of here, I'm drowning, I don't like this modern world
Anti-intellect and marketing, pretty, pretty, who needs talent
Crying eyes, we're so outnumbered, fight for the right to remain silent
What do I know? Who am I? My two left feet, my big dumb face
I'd do the same if I had the chance, cheat the system, rig the race
It's all one big misunderstanding, inside out I turn my coat
Don't look back, don't move a muscle, one false move that's all she wrote
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