Band Called Bud 歌詞
Band Called Bud - Blue Mountain
Written by：Laurie Martin Stirratt/Porter Cary Hudson
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There was a band called Bud it made electric mud
The rode around town in a beat up van
Smoking m*******a like every other band
They set their hair on fire
Strung thier guitars with barbed wire
Danced in the rain and sang at the Sunny
Just live in the van when they ain't got no money
Roll on rock and roll soldier
No time to think your getting older
When you got that big green on your mind
In a town by the riverside where the king got fat and died
The rednecks were talking about a second coming
But the boys on the street were buned out and bumming
So the boys tried to state their case
Rapping rhymes over funky bass
You better watch out boy
You're gonna get censored
Or knocked up side your head by a public defender
Rock on make me a believer
Don't sell your soul to a deciever
You grease your palm to fry your mind
Roll on rock and roll soldier
No time up think your getting older
When you got that old big green on your mind
There was a band called Bud it made electric mud
Rode around town in a beat up van
Smoking m*******a like every other band