Ballad Of Buckethead lyrics
Song information
Artist: Buckethead
Album: Monsters And Robots
Lyrics
Whos this guitar-playing sonsa bitch? , is a question common asked
On his head a bucket of chicken bones, on his face a plaster mask
Hes the bastard son of a preacher man, on the town he left a stain
They made him live in a chicken house to try to and hide the shame
He was born in a coop, raised in a cage. children fear him, critics rage
Hes half alive, hes half dead. folks just call him buckethead
Farmers would torment him as he snuggled with the hens
Theyd hose him down with water, and steal his little friends
Now late at night hed sneak off to the graveyard all alone
And play a soapbox guitar to the faces made of stone
Buckethead found his freedom at the age of 17
When he burned the chicked house down with a quart of gasoline
He did puppet shows on corners and bought a real guitar
And with the help of colonel sanders, hes bound to be a star
He was born in a coop, raised in a cage. children fear him, critics rage
Hes half alive, hes half dead. folks just call him buckethead
[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]
"Monsters And Robots" album track list
|
