Letra da Música The Ballad of Buckethead de Primus

The Ballad of Buckethead

(Chicken noises)

Who's this guitar-playing sonsa bitch?
is a question common asked.
On his head a bucket of chicken bones,
on his face a plaster mask.

He's 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.

(chorus)
He was born in a coop, raised in a cage.
Children fear him, critics rage.
He's half alive, he's half dead.
Folks call him Buckethead
Folks call him Buckethead
Folks call him Buckethead

Farmers would torment him
as he snuggled with the hens.
They'd hose him down with water,
and steal his little friends.

Now late at night he'd sneak off
to the graveyard all alone,
And play a soapbox guitar
to the faces made of stone.

(Buckethead Kick Ass Solo)

Buckethead found
his freedom at the age of 17,
When he burned the chicken 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,
he's bound to be a star.

(chorus)
He was born in a coop, raised in a cage.
Children fear him, critics rage.
He's half alive, he's half dead.
Folks call him Buckethead
Folks call him Buckethead
Folks call him Buckethead