Square Three

(Song 1 - "Scetch Artist", appeared on the album "Boy-Girl Fight") [Intro] Music to be murdered by It is mood music in a juggular vein and i hope you like it Our record requires only the simplist of equipment An ordinary phonograph needle A 4 inch speaker And a 38 caliber revolver Naturally the record is long played Even though you may not be So why dont you relax? Lean back and enjoy urself Until the coroner comes... Oop my penis is comin out There must be trouble in the monkeyhouse Fever runnin cage to cage Either one in change for change Both of us with glass between us Bittering and banging Singing in sanging Spinnin and hangin out Yingin and yangin Whats the big idea? Comin with the sideshow mountain act You could always drop my class If you find it too challenging that way Nobody knows a face We just take it to a higher gear But oh thats why ur weird now You got a barbed wired beard I see you better watch your face protecting your material You know who you're dealing with here im flakier than breakfast cereal I changed all levels and i replaced all players but im Tired in runnign around liek baseball players always got Trouble on the mind developed the feed of prophets Tell the deceased about it, go yell at a priest and shout it out Loud is here new laws, in stoen, windblown You saw the infection with bad knees and an ingrown duel claw Bitch, you got lucky with the phone calls and the spread sheets So, cut the crap out along with the cigarettes and the red meats This fate can see in your eyes trying to match manuvers with your mouth open Looks liek youre diamonds scratched and hearts champed Play along, safe inside me it doesnt matter what you think You no-floats, and row boats when u hit below dont say Doh,meew! Meew! Got to get out of here! Slur my esses, then you blur my message I got a long list of reasons, and an even longer rope to tie Demons ain't supposed to cry Tears enough to soak the sky Pourin out of both your eyes Cross your legs and hope to die Sketch artist...... ...........what??........ ........noo? Nowww I feel like goin out I've got enough love to fill the place I'll come to your house and ovulate on your pillow case I know where I'm going so i don't even need to look I should probably do a show you know But I'd really rather read a book So, pay me lots of money now I"m done paying dues And I'm not putting the pressure on And I'm not saying jews But I've accepted challenges And I've taken many dares And it's hard to make it all come back when you haven't been anywhere So, we can have a sleepover I'll lay a towel down You can do the rest, and then we'll both make a vowel sound Single white female, we can play "connect the dots" But gimme a second to myself to just collect my thoughts Uhh.... Now meet me at the great taste Show me your soul, and I'll try to keep a straight face I know you are pissed in the past and you were put off Why don't you take it out on me And shoot the last of your foot off? Switzerland, what about girls? And what about jobs? And what about all the tiem that was spent in the what about fogs I should pull your pants down For no reason and spank you But I won't, if u be a good boy - please and thank you Now I Say jump You say How high? It's the grim reaper vs. the gym teacher And it goes like.. "You talking to me?" "I'm the only one standing here" "You make the move" "...mm okay" Uhyah I got a I got a long list of reasons, and an even longer rope to tie Demons ain't supposed to cry Tears enough to soak the sky Pouring out of both your eyes Cross your legs and hope to die... Sketch artist...... ...........what??........ ........noo? [scratch] You dont know me... [bill cosby] And the coolest, coolest thing about buck was that he was one of us, didn't smoke didn't drink, didn't kiss no women... It was great cause you could really talk to buck and he would hear ya Oh one time they threw buck out the 3rd story window he landed on the ground *thud* that cat was stiiiill goin jack! Haha We were all goin "GOO AHEEAD BUCK! That was really cooool man!" (Song 2) [intro] You try so hard, you jump so high, then you run so fast and you dont know why...you gotta try so hard, jump so high, and you run so fast and dont knwo why...you gotta try again, try try again The try hards drive cars that need new parts They got vampire fangs and see thru hearts But they wouldn't be caught dead without the right clothes on The harder they try, the more everything goes wrong The tryhards talk until the back of my neck hurts No matter what, the topic is "the experts" The tryhards can't dance, but do dance anyways Then they say tryhards, are kinda retarded But i wouldn't go that far, i shoudl mention for starters Theyre modern day maureders just dyin for attention Yeah, tryhards, candy-coated comedians Live thru medium-sized imaginations Lies and exagerrations, all on an average weekday They have a unique way, of making you want to vomit Drama slash nonsense akways part of the content Opinions and comments, from cowboys and indians Climbin a steep hill, just for a cheap thrill Dancin queens, can't seem to keep still The tryhards dotn sleep well, they just toss and turn And im not concerned about it, to tell you the truth They get on my nerves, i refer to them as perverted Earthworms, as they prefer to play dirty The tryin hardest, theyd probably say im an artist Obvious novices that just feel so informed Thats its even more annoying than being trapped in a toystore With hardcore rappers, paraders and wannabes I say probably highway robbery Ain't worse than being pestered by this type of person Tryhard children still throw tantrums On their mattresses in their mansions And pay attention fully to the bully with the headphones Fascinated actually with makin a fashion statement Tryhards dont know how to relax Its ridiculous how he always overreacts The tryhards just go along for the ride I guess the need for speed can be stronger than pride [fades] The tryhards.....they jump so high, they run so fast and dont know why..... (Song 3 - "Cries A Girl" or "Stella", appeared on the other Buck's albums) I was raised on a dirt road Ghost town, stray dogs Whole nine, the gold mine closed down I knew the woods like the back of my hand And i would shoot the breeze With the roots and trees I'd go by the river And watch the way the devil dances But never took his hand Even though i did have several chances Everybody slept When the morning dew turned to frost Darkness moved in And somebody burned a cross A girl named stella cuwin Was prettier than you`d imagine The town should've given her the crown For the beauty pageant But instead Some local pinhead started spreading rumors About the cuwins being inbreds And what's worse, people believed it Cause the family was dirt poor And down on their luck So that made it hurt more Picking up garbage and mowing the grass At this point stella stopped going to class You know how they ridicule a kid in school And this shit's enough To make anybody feel like a misfit She made herself invisible And hid inside a house of mirrors Whenever the fear stops So did the tear drops But fear is forever And lies become legend And eventually growing Slowly, exponentially She should've been a cover girl Treated like a princess But she's an enigma Haunted by the stigma of incest She tried to hide the scars Her name reminds me of the stars I saw diamonds divide In the corners of her eyes She tried to hide the scars Her name reminds me of the stars I saw diamonds divide In the corners of her eyes One horse town Known for the most softness Little old schoolhouse Burned down post office Blueberries and bulrushes A tree with a tire swing Volunteer fireman's fair The whole entire thing Stella was heartbroken Decided to start smoking Bad taste in her mouth She grew into a sad face Her few friends were worried But her parents were always pround of her But she never escaped from under the cloud cover A woman reduced She was eaten by a monster And after all these years The past, it still haunts her It whispers her name When she's trying instead To just listen to music While she's lying in bed Now the story of stella Is one that every child knows But the witch in the woods Is more like a wild rose She tried to hide the scars Her name reminds me of the stars I saw diamonds divide In the corners of her eyes She tried to hide the scars Her name reminds me of the stars I saw diamonds divide In the corners of her eyes...