The Strange Mind of Buddy Lackey
the candy cane calliope comes rushing ever slow for me the paling shades of indigo are raining from the sky the storybook chameleon smiles the dreamer stays awake awhile detune the discord violins play them long for me two tries second flies spider ties the little flies wide eyed sky spies idolized the bible lies realize they hypnotize, remoralize, dehumanize futilize, finalized the lies advise or otherwise you know your shoes, my plate the god love you only feel through hate your soul is dead, you're only living in your head these pills you taste, they drag your shadow onto your face your knees may bend, it don't matter if they bled sometime you'll find the heaven that you all left behind was all the time just a picture in your mind the thing that's sad, I mean the thing that really makes it bad is you knew it all along man, you knew it all along whispering things to the everflow the blue changing yellows that painted the sky colors the place that I want to go the slow breathing mescaline circus rows by shadows that drip through this fluidness they sink to the surfaces fluttering high from me voices tell no one about me here I sing to them slowly as they wave goodbye to me two tries second flies spider ties the little flies wide eyed sky spies idolized the bible lies realize they hypnotize, remoralize, dehumanize futilize, finalized the lies advise or otherwise you know in a pierce of light, sharp with the fragrances of the thin and tired dawn the silken and burning face of her sleeping frail picture you know . . .
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025
would you believe what's going down inside my brain I don't believe you'd understand pay no mind to the ghetto man I know the world is cold well that ain't nothin' strange but the way you push me down well it's gettin' old and I know it's never gonna change now I'm gonna start pushing back maybe that'll make you understand you can't push down on a ghetto man I think you'd finally understand once you had to be the ghetto man it's a ghetto man well I've got more love than money and I got more hope than fame I'l like to buy the world from under you someday and leave you sleeping in the rain and eating from the drain maybe that will make you understand once you had to be the ghetto man it's a ghetto man
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025
I don't want to sing 'bout the revolution don't want to sing about the acid rain that falls down on me I would never sing about a girl who threw me away I just want to sing fill my soul with this music sing about nothing and this would be my favorite song I don't want to sing 'bout opression don't want to sing about any hopeless situation I don't want to sing 'bout the love of Jesus Christ I just want to sing fill my soul with this music sing about nothing and this would be my favorite song they're a million light years gone they say the thing that will be, will be light years . . . I don't want to sing 'bout religion don't want to sing about the political situtation don't even want to sing 'bout America the corporation I just want to sing fill my soul with this music sing about nothing and this would be my favorite song
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025
I ain't looking to put you down I have no reason to try it's just the strange way that the world is turning 'round as if I need a reason why five years in the underground shaping sound it's just a question of ten or two it's just a matter of time more and more with life it comes through knowing you it's just another trip of mine five years in the underground counting down five years in the underground longer now my soul is lifted above ground I think I'm learning to fly so why's it feel as if you try to hold me down when all my life that's kept me trying five years in the underground shaping sound five years in the underground counting down I know what this means to you but am I part of your dream 'cause wheels are turning and I've got to see it through though I ain't expecting nothing five years in the underground shaping sound five years in the underground counting down five years in the underground longer now over now?
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025
remember when I came just to sing a song to you and you came up for a touch of my hand you painted on the shirt you wore words I wrote some time before words I think you didn't understand I think you didn't understand you saw that I was sinking and I couldn't reach the shore and you looked down to me with a smile you said drowning angels make pretty circles in the lake and I'd rather see you struggle for a while oh I think you didn't understand I fell from the sky with a word from the grey a kaleidoscope singer, a son of the day the ghost of the windsong a write of the play the god of tomorrow's the freak of today hey, do you want to free the butterfly well then just open up the jar the patterns on the wings have more colors in the sky oh but you can't see their beauty from so far will you open up the jar?
Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025
stimulation slowing down the corporations underground own the bloody world but they want more the televsion picture man smiles and say "I have a plan come on everyone let's start a war!" this idea is nothing new it really just is something to amuse I hope that you don't mind to die simply just to passify my views imagine all the people dead all the missiles streaming overhead people running screaming through the fire all the soldiers lying down muddy faces to the ground bleeding from the twisted razor wire school boys fighting through the trees while the women run the factories a machine gun is a fair trade for a dream they taught us well to stand in line they don't let no one fall behind to fall into the turning war machine this idea is nothing new it really just is something to amuse it's always been a rich man's game it's no suprise, they'll ask the same of you well the rich exchange a pat on the back while the high school kids are sent to attack and they know damn well they'll never come back again well the rich exchange a pat on the back while the high school kids are sent to attack and they know damn well they'll never come back again mountains made of human skulls the bodies buried in their holes the product of a genocidal mind blackened sky with burning red all the kids have guns held to their heads the prisoners of war are left behind this idea is nothing new it's really just been something to amuse I hope that you don't mind to die or simply just to lose an eye or two well the rich exchange a pat on the back while the high school kids are sent to attack and they know damn well they'll never come back again and if you do well don't be surprised when you find out they've been telling you lies and the freedom that you fought for cost you your mind or more, they don't care the blood revelations turn the dying watch their cities burn the government can murder who they choose the democrats are acting sad republicans are truly glad to set their mercenaries on the loose this idea is nothing new it's really just been something to amuse there's really nothing you can do to keep them digging all their gold from you well the rich exchange a pat on the back while the high school kids are sent to attack and they know damn well they'll never come back again and if you do well don't be surprised when you find out they've been telling you lies and the freedom that you fought for cost you your mind you never get back the life that they robbed while you're out on the streets, they are high on the hog you're a psycho veteran you can't get a job no more now the paper sack that carried your wine is a makeshift homeless veteran sign you're a freakshow on display and you're out of your mind stimulation slowing down the corporations underground own the bloody world but they want more the televsion picture man smiles and say "I have a plan come on everyone let's start a war!" it was entirely too silly, and so I shall stop it I only hope that we can put this all behind us now, and just get on with the rest of the album . . . in fact, maybe it's just bestif you never play that song anyway . .
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025
these days are crazed I've been amazed the way he lays the maze I care, I swear I'm well aware that don't make it fair on and on my life drifts by I still ain't shit, but I got the guts to try this time it's mine I'm livin' in pain but I'm feelin' fine it's just a state of mind it's just a state of mind it's just a state of mind I've tried to find or hide behind just a little peace of mind to live to wait the more that I live man the less I trust fate just stay awake I learn to overcome what you take this face is fact love is to give and not want to get back what you must do is hear the point that I'm trying to get through to you the few whose song is a prayer you don't care if it's true that's fine this time but the message of mine is often covered behind the rhyme combined with the time and the tempo of words that only fit the line it's all a state of mind it's all a state of mind it's all a state of mind don't lay down if you don't love the ground don't get high if you don't love the sky turn it down if you don't love the sound you don't love nothing and you don't know why can't break from the underground can't break from the underground can't break from the underground can't break from the underground it's all a state of mind it's all a state of mind it's all a state of mind it's all a state of mind this life is now if you fall and you can't fly you'd better learn how put your sweat into the plow if you give it a try then you get to live from the ground you know it's acid the age old psalm about reaping what you sow it goes to show if you want to rock then you better learn to roll it's all a state of mind it's all a state of mind it's all a state of mind it's just a state of mind it's just a state of mind it's just a state of mind it's just a state of mind it's just a state of mind
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025
the ghost of my own song have named themselves no one strings of their shadows have led through the world the hands of the dream wind that blows from beneath them bring thin sheets of paper, they ask me for more they offer a ride in their submarine dragonfly brought me inside to a chair in her head the blind jester pilot he smiles and he says that she knows where to go as he lies down instead I couldn't help noticing the pilot began to dream started me wondering time of the day the carousel seahorses picuresque circus dress flowing behind them began their display the pantomime syphony slowly pretends to me I stopped for directions back to my dream the one broke his silence and pointed to me and said just like a timepiece keep circling, circling blue for the sky the world only turns from far away only blue from this high it feels like flying it feels like dying sun is sinking planet shrinking looking through the windows thinking floating high aove the weather life and daydream come together fly, fly the harlequin juggler in porcelain masquerade bicycle playing card joker in green the jack-rabbit rocking-horse penduate back and forth tick-tocking aprature carnival stream the came a time in which I began wondering the distance behind us inside of this dream the blind jester pilot, he woke and he said to me just like the world we keep circling, circling the ghost of my own song have named themselves no one strings of their shadows have led through the world the hands of the dream wind that blows from beneath them bring thin sheets of paper, they ask me for more the pantomime syphony slowly pretends to me I stopped for directions out of my dream the one broke his silence and pointed to me and said just like a timepiece keep circling, circling
The candy cane calliope Comes rushing ever slow for me The paling shades of indigo Are raining from the sky The storybook chameleon smiles The dreamer stays awake awhile Detune the discord violins Play them long for me Two tries second flies Spider ties the little flies Wide eyed sky spies Idolized the bible lies Realize they hypnotize, remoralize, dehumanize Futilize, finalized the lies advise Or otherwise you know Your shoes, my plate The god love you only feel through hate Your soul is dead, you're only living in your head These pills you taste, they drag your shadow onto your face Your knees may bend, it don't matter if they bled Sometime you'll find the heaven that you all left behind Was all the time just a picture in your mind The thing that's sad, I mean the thing that really makes it bad Is you knew it all along man, you knew it all along Whispering things to the everflow The blue changing yellows that painted the sky Colors the place that I want to go The slow breathing mescaline circus rows by Shadows that drip through this fluidness They sink to the surfaces fluttering high from me Voices tell no one about me here I sing to them slowly as they wave goodbye to me Two tries second flies Spider ties the little flies Wide eyed sky spies Idolized the bible lies Realize they hypnotize, remoralize, dehumanize Futilize, finalized the lies advise Or otherwise you know In a pierce of light, sharp with the fragrances Of the thin and tired dawn The silken and burning face of her sleeping frail picture You know . .
Submitted by Morgoth — Feb 11, 2026