A Band Called Bud (Album Version)

A Band Called Bud (Album Version) - Blue Mountain

There was a band called bud

Made electric mud

Rode around town

In a beat up van

Smokin 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 talkin

About a second coming

But the boys on the street

Were buned out and bummin

So the boys tried to state their case

Rappin 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

You fry your mind

Roll on rock

And roll soldier

No time to think

Your getting older

When you got

That big green on your mind

There was a band called bud

Made electric mud

Rode around town

In a beat up van

Smokin m*******a

Like every other band