11 - Mr. Buddy Buddy (feat. Buddy Pe
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โฑ๏ธ 3:15 duration
๐ ID: 31888927
๐ Lyrics
Well, I'm sure I don't have to tell you this
But, just in case... take it personal
Say hello to Mr. Buddy Buddy, the charlatan
The confidence man, half man, half mannequin
Hanging in the closet where the objects are inanimate
Jingling his pockets, talking money in his sleep
Talking funny like a president, Buddy is a creep
He studied to be a priest, now he preaches to the lost boys
Speaking in a soft voice, sneaky with the altar boys
Ask him what his name is, he'll tell you Buddy Buddy
Yup, yup, no relation
The living go to die in the hole where his face is
Beginning of time, he showed Satan how to shape-shift
Body image issues, never seen himself naked
Making money is a hobby, but he wants to be famous
He goes antique shopping for Nazi paraphernalia
But Buddy's not a racist, he just loves a good sales pitch
Whichever way the scales tip, can't knock the hustle
Of reaching in your chest and squeezing that weak muscle
Mr. Buddy Buddy, doing the Buddy Buddy
Mr. Buddy Buddy, doing the Buddy Buddy
Mr. Buddy Buddy, doing the Buddy Buddy
Mr. Buddy Buddy, doing the Buddy Buddy
Say hello to Buddy Buddy at the scene of the accident
Master of the fast-paced pump-and-stick magnet
Pump it to the masses, they snatch it up like addicts
I'll snap the brass latches of alligator suitcase
And peddle pleasant fragments with new and improved taste
Six million ways to flavor the Kool-Aid
A ripple through his face when the room gets played
Never let a little thing like truth get in the way
The music he makes is loop-based, looms like a stain
Grows on you like a rash or a tumor on the brain
Cyanide and toothpaste, the tools of his trade
Master laughing gas 'cause Buddy is on stage
A master of the craft of studying blackface
A series of sight gags and utterly bad taste
With the clearest price tag on everything he displays
He is the... gotta die ahead of the hurricane
Nothing remains but destruction in his wake
And a bunch of nobodies praying for more rain
Mr. Buddy Buddy, doing the Buddy Buddy
Mr. Buddy Buddy, doing the Buddy Buddy
Mr. Buddy Buddy, doing the Buddy Buddy
Mr. Buddy Buddy, doing the Buddy Buddy
Think about that
But he put on humanity
But he gives us rest and he took part of human nature
And I said, "I'll tell you something else"
I said, "Now I'm driving a Cadillac"
What was he doing? I said, "This"
Hallelujah! Oh, Jesus is real, how did he say, "Man?"
But, just in case... take it personal
Say hello to Mr. Buddy Buddy, the charlatan
The confidence man, half man, half mannequin
Hanging in the closet where the objects are inanimate
Jingling his pockets, talking money in his sleep
Talking funny like a president, Buddy is a creep
He studied to be a priest, now he preaches to the lost boys
Speaking in a soft voice, sneaky with the altar boys
Ask him what his name is, he'll tell you Buddy Buddy
Yup, yup, no relation
The living go to die in the hole where his face is
Beginning of time, he showed Satan how to shape-shift
Body image issues, never seen himself naked
Making money is a hobby, but he wants to be famous
He goes antique shopping for Nazi paraphernalia
But Buddy's not a racist, he just loves a good sales pitch
Whichever way the scales tip, can't knock the hustle
Of reaching in your chest and squeezing that weak muscle
Mr. Buddy Buddy, doing the Buddy Buddy
Mr. Buddy Buddy, doing the Buddy Buddy
Mr. Buddy Buddy, doing the Buddy Buddy
Mr. Buddy Buddy, doing the Buddy Buddy
Say hello to Buddy Buddy at the scene of the accident
Master of the fast-paced pump-and-stick magnet
Pump it to the masses, they snatch it up like addicts
I'll snap the brass latches of alligator suitcase
And peddle pleasant fragments with new and improved taste
Six million ways to flavor the Kool-Aid
A ripple through his face when the room gets played
Never let a little thing like truth get in the way
The music he makes is loop-based, looms like a stain
Grows on you like a rash or a tumor on the brain
Cyanide and toothpaste, the tools of his trade
Master laughing gas 'cause Buddy is on stage
A master of the craft of studying blackface
A series of sight gags and utterly bad taste
With the clearest price tag on everything he displays
He is the... gotta die ahead of the hurricane
Nothing remains but destruction in his wake
And a bunch of nobodies praying for more rain
Mr. Buddy Buddy, doing the Buddy Buddy
Mr. Buddy Buddy, doing the Buddy Buddy
Mr. Buddy Buddy, doing the Buddy Buddy
Mr. Buddy Buddy, doing the Buddy Buddy
Think about that
But he put on humanity
But he gives us rest and he took part of human nature
And I said, "I'll tell you something else"
I said, "Now I'm driving a Cadillac"
What was he doing? I said, "This"
Hallelujah! Oh, Jesus is real, how did he say, "Man?"
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:02.54] Well, I'm sure I don't have to tell you this
[00:08.58] But, just in case... take it personal
[00:16.78]
[00:20.64] Say hello to Mr. Buddy Buddy, the charlatan
[00:23.58] The confidence man, half man, half mannequin
[00:26.24] Hanging in the closet where the objects are inanimate
[00:28.84] Jingling his pockets, talking money in his sleep
[00:31.09] Talking funny like a president, Buddy is a creep
[00:33.70] He studied to be a priest, now he preaches to the lost boys
[00:36.66] Speaking in a soft voice, sneaky with the altar boys
[00:39.24] Ask him what his name is, he'll tell you Buddy Buddy
[00:41.51] Yup, yup, no relation
[00:43.03] The living go to die in the hole where his face is
[00:45.66] Beginning of time, he showed Satan how to shape-shift
[00:48.35] Body image issues, never seen himself naked
[00:50.65] Making money is a hobby, but he wants to be famous
[00:53.20] He goes antique shopping for Nazi paraphernalia
[00:56.16] But Buddy's not a racist, he just loves a good sales pitch
[00:58.60] Whichever way the scales tip, can't knock the hustle
[01:01.29] Of reaching in your chest and squeezing that weak muscle
[01:05.76] Mr. Buddy Buddy, doing the Buddy Buddy
[01:08.88] Mr. Buddy Buddy, doing the Buddy Buddy
[01:17.87] Mr. Buddy Buddy, doing the Buddy Buddy
[01:22.12] Mr. Buddy Buddy, doing the Buddy Buddy
[01:23.12] Say hello to Buddy Buddy at the scene of the accident
[01:26.17] Master of the fast-paced pump-and-stick magnet
[01:28.86] Pump it to the masses, they snatch it up like addicts
[01:31.24] I'll snap the brass latches of alligator suitcase
[01:33.96] And peddle pleasant fragments with new and improved taste
[01:36.71] Six million ways to flavor the Kool-Aid
[01:39.16] A ripple through his face when the room gets played
[01:41.58] Never let a little thing like truth get in the way
[01:44.16] The music he makes is loop-based, looms like a stain
[01:46.75] Grows on you like a rash or a tumor on the brain
[01:49.73] Cyanide and toothpaste, the tools of his trade
[01:52.14] Master laughing gas 'cause Buddy is on stage
[01:54.50] A master of the craft of studying blackface
[01:57.18] A series of sight gags and utterly bad taste
[01:59.84] With the clearest price tag on everything he displays
[02:02.39] He is the... gotta die ahead of the hurricane
[02:05.43] Nothing remains but destruction in his wake
[02:07.68] And a bunch of nobodies praying for more rain
[02:10.51] Mr. Buddy Buddy, doing the Buddy Buddy
[02:17.86] Mr. Buddy Buddy, doing the Buddy Buddy
[02:18.46] Mr. Buddy Buddy, doing the Buddy Buddy
[02:23.06] Mr. Buddy Buddy, doing the Buddy Buddy
[02:25.72] Think about that
[02:27.95] But he put on humanity
[02:50.63] But he gives us rest and he took part of human nature
[02:54.72] And I said, "I'll tell you something else"
[02:57.44] I said, "Now I'm driving a Cadillac"
[02:59.20] What was he doing? I said, "This"
[03:01.10] Hallelujah! Oh, Jesus is real, how did he say, "Man?"
[03:15.01]
[00:08.58] But, just in case... take it personal
[00:16.78]
[00:20.64] Say hello to Mr. Buddy Buddy, the charlatan
[00:23.58] The confidence man, half man, half mannequin
[00:26.24] Hanging in the closet where the objects are inanimate
[00:28.84] Jingling his pockets, talking money in his sleep
[00:31.09] Talking funny like a president, Buddy is a creep
[00:33.70] He studied to be a priest, now he preaches to the lost boys
[00:36.66] Speaking in a soft voice, sneaky with the altar boys
[00:39.24] Ask him what his name is, he'll tell you Buddy Buddy
[00:41.51] Yup, yup, no relation
[00:43.03] The living go to die in the hole where his face is
[00:45.66] Beginning of time, he showed Satan how to shape-shift
[00:48.35] Body image issues, never seen himself naked
[00:50.65] Making money is a hobby, but he wants to be famous
[00:53.20] He goes antique shopping for Nazi paraphernalia
[00:56.16] But Buddy's not a racist, he just loves a good sales pitch
[00:58.60] Whichever way the scales tip, can't knock the hustle
[01:01.29] Of reaching in your chest and squeezing that weak muscle
[01:05.76] Mr. Buddy Buddy, doing the Buddy Buddy
[01:08.88] Mr. Buddy Buddy, doing the Buddy Buddy
[01:17.87] Mr. Buddy Buddy, doing the Buddy Buddy
[01:22.12] Mr. Buddy Buddy, doing the Buddy Buddy
[01:23.12] Say hello to Buddy Buddy at the scene of the accident
[01:26.17] Master of the fast-paced pump-and-stick magnet
[01:28.86] Pump it to the masses, they snatch it up like addicts
[01:31.24] I'll snap the brass latches of alligator suitcase
[01:33.96] And peddle pleasant fragments with new and improved taste
[01:36.71] Six million ways to flavor the Kool-Aid
[01:39.16] A ripple through his face when the room gets played
[01:41.58] Never let a little thing like truth get in the way
[01:44.16] The music he makes is loop-based, looms like a stain
[01:46.75] Grows on you like a rash or a tumor on the brain
[01:49.73] Cyanide and toothpaste, the tools of his trade
[01:52.14] Master laughing gas 'cause Buddy is on stage
[01:54.50] A master of the craft of studying blackface
[01:57.18] A series of sight gags and utterly bad taste
[01:59.84] With the clearest price tag on everything he displays
[02:02.39] He is the... gotta die ahead of the hurricane
[02:05.43] Nothing remains but destruction in his wake
[02:07.68] And a bunch of nobodies praying for more rain
[02:10.51] Mr. Buddy Buddy, doing the Buddy Buddy
[02:17.86] Mr. Buddy Buddy, doing the Buddy Buddy
[02:18.46] Mr. Buddy Buddy, doing the Buddy Buddy
[02:23.06] Mr. Buddy Buddy, doing the Buddy Buddy
[02:25.72] Think about that
[02:27.95] But he put on humanity
[02:50.63] But he gives us rest and he took part of human nature
[02:54.72] And I said, "I'll tell you something else"
[02:57.44] I said, "Now I'm driving a Cadillac"
[02:59.20] What was he doing? I said, "This"
[03:01.10] Hallelujah! Oh, Jesus is real, how did he say, "Man?"
[03:15.01]