The Ballad of Buckethead ( Live)
Who s this guitarplaying sonsabitch It s a question common asked. On his head a bucket of chicken bones, on his face a plaster mask. He s the bastard son of a preacher man, on the town he left a stain. They made him live in a chicken house to try to and hide the shame. He was born in a coop, raised in a cage; children fear him, critics rage. He s half alive, he s half dead, folks just call him Buckethead.
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