ฟังเพลงA Band Called Bud (Album Version)

A Band Called Bud - Blue Mountain

There was a band called bud,

made electric mud.

Rode around town

in a beat up van.

Smokin marijuana

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 marijuana

like every other band.