Ballad Of Buckethead Lyrics - Buckethead

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

He was born in a coop raised in a cage. children fear him critics rage.
Hes half alive he's half dead. folks just call him buckethead.

Farmers would torment him as he snuggled with the hens.
Theyd 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 found his freedom at the age of 17
When he burned the chicked 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.

He was born in a coop raised in a cage. children fear him critics rage.
Hes half alive he's half dead. folks just call him buckethead.

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