Lyrics:
Ma mère dansait dans les bars
Imitant Jean Harlow
Mon père lançait des poignards
Au cirque à Buffalo
Puis un jour, on m'a dit "go west"
Et moi,
to play
Rising comes the moon and the sun
I'll be alright for now
A thousand buffalo on the run
Stand up and fight for now
Over any distance
Ma mère dansait dans les bars, imitant Jean Harlow
Mon père lançait les poignards, au cirque, à Buffalo
Puis on m'a dit un jour "go West" et moi,
And a buffalo rifle
There won't be a trial
And I know that
Down by the water I caught me an otter
And after I shot it I boiled it down
Hiding for rope
ain't Federer
Biting Drake for the relevance
Stay celebrant, no ones gon' fuck with you
Think you're Buffalo Soldier
Well you're not, a couple
Buffalo Boots
Buffalo Boots, jaja ja
Lass mich sein dein Dancing-Star
In Vienna, Copa Cagrana
Ich weiß bescheid jetzt we take a ride jetzt!
Life is
héros légendaires
De la conquête de l’ouest
Du Buffalo Bill ce con
Qui tuait les bisons
Comme on tire au pigeon
Débile Buffalo
D’Davy Crockett ce fou
tree
Maybe you'll find a way
To rewind to forgive with time
And hopefully you'll see it's not always cold in Buffalo
Maybe you'll find an answer
Disko-Muskeln
Helly Hansen und Buffalos
Alles Junkie-Kunden
Apropos geht das Album holn'
Lass uns bisschen bumsen
Lass uns bisschen bumsen
Lass uns
nobody dares
What they need you can see everywhere
An ocean of green grass, the grazing buffalo
Who they killed to have food and shelter
In
Watching buffalo herd and windmills sway
And still these paths do run wild
But now the concrete slabs make roads of mile
DId the wealthiest always get
'That looks like Istanbul down there'
'No it's Vienna'
'There's Buffalo'
'Ah, Buffalo Schmuffalo'
Shane you've gotta lay down your guns
Pick
flesh and bones
Intensive self-defence
Nothing is safe when the silence breaks
With the caveman
Worship the fire gods
Hunting for buffalo's
One creature
From the Indians Who welcomed the pilgrims
And to the buffalo who once ruled the plains
Like the vultures circling
From the Indians Who welcomed
Buffalo
(Go)
I heard a nigga sneak dissin' my brother
(Why?)
Man, that boy must die like he Romeo (Grrah)
I feel like Guzman with them sticks (Guzman)
Look
it down
Great granddaddy was a Buffalo Soldier
In the Platte River, he almost drown
Took an arrow through his left shoulder
But Nobody wrote it
sticks and the wagons come
And the night falls on the setting sun
They massacred the buffalo
Kitty corner from the bank
Taxis run across my feet
so I think we should too
Turns out what I caught was a big buffalo
-
Everybody's fishin'
Everybody's fishin'
Everybody's fishin'
Fishin' so I think we
his eyes
You can find him in Pittsburgh in Christmas
You can find him in Buffalo in June
And he knows all the back roads between them
Like
dinner on the ground
And my sins went for many, were washed away and gone
Along with a buffalo nickel I forgot to leave at home
But that seemed like
nights I've ever known
If the mandolin wind couldn't change a thing
Then I know I love ya
Oh the snow fell without a break
Buffalo died in the frozen
the mention
And the coward fool walked on alone
Quite proud of the fear he instilled
And later they found him, tied to a log
Bent over and buffalo billed
comes the buckin' bronco
Stompin' and stampedin' up the damn street
Like them Buffalo Soldiers, I told ya
I'm about to blow, so look out below,
salute with your gun
Tonight is a whole lot of fun, tell them, icin' this
From the heart of Kingston to the ice of Alaska
Buffalo Soldier, hardcore rasta,
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