Testo Leftfielder - Buck 65
Testo della canzone Leftfielder (Buck 65), tratta dall'album Talkin' Honky Blues
Left fielder, 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 the middle of butt fudge nowhere
Champion of breakfast, reverse kleptomaniac
Rainy day wallflower, what did you expect?
Pickled beets 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
Yeah, Pygmalion, big city grease monkey
Maybe the most honest, probably the least funky
Raccoon with rabies, backstage hermit crab
Give me your zip-a-dee-doo-dah and I'll turn it sad
Permanent scar on the smooth face of mediocrity
Just leave it up to me to rock it awkwardly
Tin can evangelist, trying to get some more
And you never heard it like this before
Credits
Writer(s): Richard Terfry
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