Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Leftfielder, artist - Buck 65. Album song Talkin' Honky Blues, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 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 |