Bob Taunts Buckethead With A Rubber Chicken Lyrics & Chords By Buckethead & Maximum Bob

i'm making a bid for your digestive meat i wanna feel your colons heat i'm bust'in wide open your cushion seat i'll park my pink wagon in your brown street bend...read more

He died maybe two weeks ago The whole town was there Even my brother said a prayer But me? I couldn't give a shit The guy was a rat bastard Once cut in front of me in line ...read more

My baby lives on Pricker Hill, I'm a bloody mess by the time I reach her; Tattered & torn, shredded & shorn, Wish I'd been born a humble preacher! Oh, the climb, oh, the...read more

Alone with my clone I'll never be alone I can't stop touching me Here's how it's gonna be You can never leave And stop talking like me Who said you could wear my clothes ...read more

I was riding on the bus just north of petaluma When a women sat next to me Her smelly body odor was enough to make me throw her Out the window onto the street Her wretched...read more