• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Buffalo - The Church
• Peephole - Sammy Hagar
• Peephole - System Of A Down
• Bo Weevil - Domino Fats
• Buffalo - Church
• Boweevil - White Stripes
• Beauville - Gob
• Buffalo - Victim's Family
• Buffalo - Pinhead Gunpowder
• Buffalo - Dance Gavin Dance
• Buffalo - Kathleen Edwards
• Buffalo - Made Out Of Babies
• Bo Weevil - Teresa Brewer
• Buffalo - McKinley
• Buffalo - Mason Proffit
• 2 BY 4 - Fall
• 1967 - Yuppie Flu
• Bo Evil - Slackers

Snow came up Friday, I gotta go
Spending winter up in Buffalo
Someone I met there is calling me so
Got to escape the blues man, don't you know
Days of sinking summer packed up and gone
Nothing helps me, there's nothing wrong
It was so pleasant, incandescent, it's over now
We should get going
Lady I know there, name of Christina
Six lonely lifetimes since I've seen her
She takes you places your heart cannot go
During the winter up in Buffalo
Days by her fire, dazed in the glow
Winter surrounds us up in BuffaloDays of drowsy pleasure in the afternoon dark
We drift together, we drift apart
She's got the wherewithal, she's got the knowledge
It's wonderful
I should be going
Out there the Snow Queen is kidnapping boys
Her block-of-ice heart tunes out the noise
And soft in the bedroom her eyes indigo
Sleeping in the winter in Buffalo
Down in Buffalo

What did she ever do to you?
Can't help bein' born
At the wrong time in your sick little world
Impaled by Satan's horn
Locked in a closet without any clothes on
Mommy knows that
She been peepin' through a hole
Survivin' on her own human waste
Just hold on day by day
Yeah, surely somethin's gonna come
A white light is on its way
Locked in a closet without any clothes
Mommy knows that
She been peepin' through a hole
They're watchin' their TV, fuckin' on the floor
And mommy knows that
She been peepin' through a hole
Peepin' through a hole
They touch her with those filthy little hands
Abused, too afraid to cry
Just lyin' down there on a urine soaked floor
Can't move out, believe, dead bolt door
Without any clothes on
Mommy knows that
She been peepin' through a hole
They're watchin' the TV, fuckin' on the floor
And mommy knows that
She been peepin' through a hole
Peepin' through a hole

When your stars are baked,
And your rivers fly,
Do you ever believe you were stuck out in the Sky,
When your castle breaks,
And your feet are dry,
Do you ever believe you were stuck out in the Sky,
Do you believe, when you're high,
That your life is tried,
Don't you ever get stuck in the sky,
Don't you ever get stuck in the sky,
Don't ever get stuck in the sky, when you're high:
When your moon is fake,
And your mermaids cry,
Do you ever believe you were stuck out in the Sky,
When your tunnel fades,
And your guide is shy,
Do you ever believe you were stuck out in the Sky,
Do you believe, when you're high,
That your life is tried,
Don't you ever get stuck in the sky,
Don't you ever get stuck in the sky,
Don't ever get stuck in the sky, when you're high,
Don't you ever get stuck in the sky,
Don't you ever get stuck in the sky,
Don't ever get stuck in the sky, when you're high
Don't you ever get stuck in the sky,
Don't you ever get stuck in the sky,
Don't you ever get stuck in the sky,
Don't you ever get stuck in the sky,
Don't you ever get stuck in the sky,
Don't you ever get stuck in the sky,

On Saturday night where I was born
Down on the farm
Guitar plinkin' and we started drinkin'
Till the break of dawn
About 12 o'clock
Everything get hot up steps old John
We started clappin' and he started singin'
This sweet little country song
Bo weevil Bo weevil
Where've you been all day
Your mama been lookin' had to stop cookin'
Since you went away
Bo weevil Bo weevil
Why did you go and stay
You get a lickin' as sure as I'm seated

Snow came up Friday, I gotta go
Spending winter up in Buffalo
Someone I met there is calling me so
Got to escape the blues man, don't you know
Days of sinking summer packed up and gone
Nothing helps me, there's nothing wrong
It was so pleasant, incandescent, it's over now
We should get going
Lady I know there, name of Christina
Six lonely lifetimes since I've seen her
She takes you places your heart cannot go
During the winter up in Buffalo
Days by her fire, dazed in the glow
Winter surrounds us up in Buffalo
Days of drowsy pleasure in the afternoon dark
We drift together, we drift apart
She's got the wherewithal, she's got the knowledge
It's wonderful
I should be going
Out there the Snow Queen is kidnapping boys
Her block-of-ice heart tunes out the noise
And soft in the bedroom her eyes indigo
Sleeping in the winter in Buffalo

You may talk about the ladies
The ladies of your own
These boweevils they'll rub you up at home
They're all looking for a home
They're all looking for a home
The first time I seen a bo weevil
He was sitting on the stair
The next time I seen a boweevil
He had his own family there
They're all looking for a home
They're all looking for a home
They're all looking for a home
They're all looking for a home
They're all looking for a home
They're all looking for a home
The farmer he took the boweevil
And put him on the ice
The boweevil said to the farmer
You treat me mighty nice
They're all looking for a home
They're all looking for a home
Alright
They're all looking for a home
They're all looking for a home
They're all looking for a home
They're all looking for a home
Alright now this next verse
Is about myself, and when im done I hope
You'll all sing along with me on 'he's looking for a home'
I said if anybody asks you people
Who sang you this song
You tell 'em its Jackie White
He's just been here and gone
They're all looking for a home
They're all looking for a home
Alright
They're all looking for a home
They're all looking for a home
They're all looking for a home

i heard your invitation so i got up to bat and i swung real hard,
i think i knocked out the lights when i look back
because you had no idea where i was coming from .
i think i heard your shell break and i could feel your pain.
i had the nerve to put up a fight when no one else could reach inside to you.

"You see any buffalo?"
"No"
i killed the indians with my
four-wheel drives and my shopping centers
i paved over their mass graves!
i moved their decendants on to
a barren land and got them
drunk on budweiser!
like medusa, turning men into stone
i turned the indian into wood
and stood him outside

Buffalo once roamed
The great expanse of our country
Now they stand in the sandbox
In the corner of the city
We had our picnics in the park
Watching the bison mope
Once a proud and noble beast
Now the butt of our bad jokes
You saw me off at the station
In your leopard print coat and hat
It was so cliche we had to laugh
Waving at me as I left
But the laughter made us sadder than the leaving could have had
In a flash I cried
Oh, goodbye girl of mine
When it came time for me to go
The buffalo had the last laugh
Waiting at the gate they sneered
They strut and pranced
How did I know I thought
A thing like that
A fling was only fleeting
An instant in the distant past
Meant to end and not to last
You saw me off at the station
In your leopard print coat and hat
it was sp cliche we had to laugh
Waving at me as I left
But the laughter made us sadder than the leaving could have had
In a flash I cried
Goodbye girl, it was a time
What a time, a time to remember
Something that good
Can't last forever
But now I wonder if
It might have at all
As the train passed away, it hit me
What I really would be missing
Leaving was not bitter or sweet

Here is a lesson, stop trying to impress them
The look on her face is like, "No, no, no, no, no!"
Question answer question. No, question answer question
No one cares who you know know, know, know, know, know
Here is a lesson, stop trying to impress them
The look on her face is like, "No, no, no, no, no!"
Know who you are before you claim you're a star
For now, we are all just like, "No, no, no and no!"
And all that you said to me has left me with anxiety
Let's just keep this underneath
You speak of me in disbelief
This ain't no fucking day job
I don't just sit around
Counting all my money
This is how you go out
I don't just sit around
Counting all my money
This is how you go out
You go out like a bang
I envision your brain like a crashing car
The cable it just snaps holding up the elevator
This ain't no fucking day job
I don't just sit around
This is how you go out
You go out like a bang
Here is a lesson, stop trying to impress them
The look on her face is like, "No, no, no, no, no!"
Question answer question. No, question answer question
No one cares who you know know, know, know, know, know
Here is a lesson, stop trying to impress them
The look on her face is like, "No, no, no, no, no!"
Know who you are before you claim you're a star
For now, we are all just like, "No, no, no and no!"
Hello, my name is Jon fucking Mess
I wrote the script on getting you out of your dress
Would you like to go out sometime?
I'll tear open your body and break down your emotional guard
'Cause I like love, and it's no good to me if you don't reciprocate the feeling
If you don't give back, I'm crushed, I'll go out drinking
Go out drinking, drinking
Drinking, drinking
Drinking, drinking
Drinking, drinking

The summer months left me alone
But the fall rolled in on the back of a storm
In the night you and I drove
Have you ever seen lightning and snow?
All these weeks without a note
It's like a ticking clock
Every time that you phone
I've run aground truth be told
And when it comes to me
I'll let you know
Don't be like that
Just my luck an Irish rose
In a drinking hole
I'd played a thousand one shows
What you need is to just go home
And when it comes to you
Don't leave it alone
Don't be like that
Up ahead the roads were closed
And the Gennys ran most of Buffalo
The customs man at border control
Said yes you can go
But you won't make it home

He'll never tell you anything
Not even a joke
He used to haves faces
For all of his places
Now he walks with a limp
You can find her down a dusty road
she keeps a stutter polished for company
And pretends to be deaf in one ear
And she's been watching the same road
For fifteen years
Wating
The sun will rise and fall
They just want to lay down now
So long through all these years
No words said and no bells sound it out
Just one thought through all time

On Saturday night
Where I was born
Down on the farm
Guitar picking
We started singing
Til the break of dawn
About twelve o'clock
Everything gets hot
Up steps Pa Jones
We started clapping
And he started singing
This sweet little
Country song
Bo Weevil, Bo Weevil
Where you been all day
Your mama's been looking
Hasn't stopped looking
Since you went away
Bo Weevil, Bo Weevil
Why did you go and stay
You'll get a licking
As sure as I'm sitting
On this bale of hay
Bo Weevil, Weevil
Do do do do do
Bo Weevil, Weevil
Do do do do do
On Saturday night
Where I was born
Down on the farm
Guitar picking
We started singing
Til the break of dawn
About twelve o'clock
Everything gets hot
Up steps Pa Jones
We started clapping
And he started singing
This sweet little
Country song
Bo Weevil, Bo Weevil
Where you been all day
Your mama's been looking
Hasn't stopped looking
Since you went away
Bo Weevil, Bo Weevil
Why did you go and stay
You'll get a licking
As sure as I'm sitting
On this bale of hay
Bo Weevil, Weevil
Do do do do do
Bo Weevil, Weevil
Do do do do do
Bo Weevil, Bo Weevil
Where you been all day
Your mama's been looking
Hasn't stopped looking
Since you went away
Bo Weevil, Bo Weevil
Why did you go and stay
You'll get a licking
As sure as I'm sitting
On this bale of hay

(McKinley & Brian Cutler)
There is no surgery for this.
You won't wake up neatly stitched.
You have to break it off and burn it shut,
half the arrow still in your chest.
When you put your arms around someone else,
it will not curve
but tap at your bone and flirt with your softer parts.
Cupid's shooting with evil, rusty darts.
He doesn't know he's being cruel,
just hunting for sport
leaving us littered like buffalo.
On the prairie I'm down there dying watching clouds.
They look like my dog, my pillow, my teapot, my frown.
Until I'm ready to spin up in a wisp, because I can't
get up and walk away like this.
But if I lay here and collect the clouds back I can make a
heart out of nothing.
A clean steam pump steeping details
having dumped the valves of stone in Cupid's
bloody, pudgy hands I can travel light, travel light.
Cupid's shooting with evil, rusty darts.
He doesn't know he's being cruel,
just hunting for sport
leaving us littered like buffalo
leaving us littered like buffalo,
my teapot my pillow