Buck 65 - 50 Gallon Drum Lyrics

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50 Gallon Drum

50 Gallon Drum Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For 50 Gallon Drum By Buck 65?
My idea of heaven
I enjoy the fixing of a flat tire I like art made of garbage A little pain is good for you I don't want everything to be made easy for me Fast ain't always better than slow, you know A home run every time would start to get boring after a while I hope I never forget how to bleed Static fuzz, hiss: it's just the thing sometimes 50 gallon drum, that's what I'm talking about Give me a hundred bucks to work on your bike And maybe I'll cut your hair for you while I'm at it I wanna work, I'm ready I wanna take my baby dancing Scary movies on a Monday morning Chopping some wood, wind in my tires Chocolate chip cookies Rain in the window It's the underneath of Paris It's New York City, from the back, Mount Uniacke in the fall In a moment between heartbeats I'll set fire to the sky Or cut the devil's throat I'm three for four with a double and two stolen bases Having my picture taken with the Amazing Creskin It's a shiny day and the dogshit smells like strawberries I found a shoebox full of Viewmaster reels I don't have to cut my hair or do math ever again if I don't want to Tell the bounty collectors to kiss my ass I'm a hunter gatherer surveying the junk yards Warrior monk with a month long bus pass Odd job Casanova I write nothing down and keep my clothes in a guitar case I run with the bulls and swim with the pool sharks Perfection is a place where there's two for one milk shakes on Tuesdays It's where you can pay for a room with your good looks The ball parks are always busy and the umps always make the right call Everyday is Halloween and people use plastic Christmas trees They fight with their fists and go to drive-in movies There's no such thing as luck or the dentist And shoes never hurt your feet I keep a lighter and dog treats in my pockets at all times because you never know I got a Saint Francis of Assisi keychain and a wallet made of Corinthian leather Sometimes I drive all night and listen to talk radio Sometimes I practice scratching for hours on end Usually I sit in the window and listen to my tapes I got all kinds of tapes Hugs and kisses and treats in a bag In paradise, a buck will buy you a comic book, a soda and a candy bar You can always find a place to park or to hide The DJs only play originals and the theatres still have silver screens and Buster Keaton matinees I'm an outlaw faith healer with sock monkeys for the kids I'm the ringmaster king of the convenience store parking lot My show is an every man for himself freak fest Pack a lunch and ask for Johnny Rockwell Here your favourite pen works forever but memories parallax It's 70's doing 20's, 50's doing 2000 Everyone's got their own arrow And there ain't no short handled shovels It's under my pillow It's tomorrow and the next day |
Who Wrote 50 Gallon Drum By Buck 65?
Joseph Francisco Serra, Richard Terfry
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What's The Duration Of The 50 Gallon Drum By Buck 65?The duration of 50 Gallon Drum is 4:36 minutes and seconds. |
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