Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Leftfielder , by - Buck 65. Song from the album Talkin' Honky Blues, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 07.09.2003
Record label: Buck 65
Song language: English
Leftfielder |
| Leftfielder, living in a suitcase |
| Comfortable shoes, photo album and toothpaste |
| Road atlas, learning my way around |
| Kissing the pavement, lucky cause I may have drowned |
| Hotel notepad, three pens for five dollars |
| Black, red and blue, recommended by scholars |
| On foot, talking loud and telling fortunes |
| Steadily building up an empire and selling portions |
| Spinning plates, disappearing, walking the high wire |
| Sawing a woman in half, on trial by fire |
| Call me country, I’m dry as a bone |
| Perhaps I would die if I was alone |
| I pray to Saint Christopher and shout at the devil |
| I made a million promises and have broken several |
| Man of the moment, trying to get some more |
| And you never heard it like this before |
| Fly fisherman, don’t know, don’t care |
| Straight out of the muddle of butt fudge nowhere |
| Champion of breakfast, reverse kleptomaniac |
| Rainy day wallflower, what did you expect |
| Pickled beats everywhere, daily pollution |
| Everyone’s looking for a saline solution |
| Give me a lawnmower, something made of wood |
| Beat up contraptions that smoke when they heat up |
| Pygmalion, big city grease monkey |
| Maybe the most honest, probably the least funky |
| Raccoon with rabies, backstage hermit crab |
| Give me your Zippidily Do Da and I will turn it sad |
| Permanent scar on a smooth face of mediocrity |
| Just leave it up to me to rock it awkwardly |
| Tin can evangelist, trying to make some more |
| And you never heard it like this before |