Colonel Claypool's Bucket of Bernie Brains
Buckethead
He didn't like to jostle in the lightFinding it much soother in the nightWith his face as pale as pancakesAnd his posture in rebellion with his heightHe was raised to respect Father; he was loving to his MaBeing kind to all the children and the animals he sawIn his youth he looked at Jacko with gleaming admirationMoonwalking through the gardens of his Disneyland VacationThen he took a pallid mask and he glued it to his faceAnd it gave him the temerity to join the human raceHe stood like great Ulysses with guitar in his handPledging to deflate the cynical that plague the glory landBuckethead (x4)And the people come to know him as a man of noble causeIgnoring eccentricities and interactive flawsThe ones that knew him best were the ones that called him kindClueless to the depth of his complicated mindBut when he takes a pallid mask and he glues it to his faceIt gives him the temerity to join the human raceStading up like great Ulysses with guitar in his handPledging to deflate the cynical that plague the glory landBuckethead (x2)
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