Buffalo Boys
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โฑ๏ธ 2:54 duration
๐ ID: 9657026
๐ Lyrics
Pasty-faced villains
Chalkware pilfers dimes
Pasty-faced villains
My baubles ain't your kind
'Cause when a Buffalo boy trades
He nickels for rhymes
Oh, gather up Sunday
Sunday makes things right
Say, rail against Persimmon
Clothed in bat thorn fright
'Cause to dash from one outdrawn
You make sunrise
Tears from our maker
Fall like rain on a windshield
In that vast, old motion picture
That they call our reflection
In the flesh
In the flash
You court cold and union
To shine me like you could
You mourn as Delilah
Her best was hardly good
So know a buffalo boy leaves
He gains sainthood
Tears from our maker
Fall like rain on a windshield
In the vast, old motion picture
That they call our reflection
In the flesh
Shorn from mist
Oh, when ought we marry
And drink to Artesian wealth
So when ought we marry
Betrothed beneath the shells
'Cause any thirst that slows your gait
It's still a spell
Yes, any thirst that slows your gait
Is still a spell
Chalkware pilfers dimes
Pasty-faced villains
My baubles ain't your kind
'Cause when a Buffalo boy trades
He nickels for rhymes
Oh, gather up Sunday
Sunday makes things right
Say, rail against Persimmon
Clothed in bat thorn fright
'Cause to dash from one outdrawn
You make sunrise
Tears from our maker
Fall like rain on a windshield
In that vast, old motion picture
That they call our reflection
In the flesh
In the flash
You court cold and union
To shine me like you could
You mourn as Delilah
Her best was hardly good
So know a buffalo boy leaves
He gains sainthood
Tears from our maker
Fall like rain on a windshield
In the vast, old motion picture
That they call our reflection
In the flesh
Shorn from mist
Oh, when ought we marry
And drink to Artesian wealth
So when ought we marry
Betrothed beneath the shells
'Cause any thirst that slows your gait
It's still a spell
Yes, any thirst that slows your gait
Is still a spell
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:16.83] Pasty-faced villains
[00:19.33] Chalkware pilfers dimes
[00:24.88] Pasty-faced villains
[00:26.63] My baubles ain't your kind
[00:32.00] 'Cause when a Buffalo boy trades
[00:35.42] He nickels for rhymes
[00:40.06]
[00:42.43] Oh, gather up Sunday
[00:44.48] Sunday makes things right
[00:50.17] Say, rail against Persimmon
[00:52.55] Clothed in bat thorn fright
[00:57.99] 'Cause to dash from one outdrawn
[01:01.23] You make sunrise
[01:06.23]
[01:08.47] Tears from our maker
[01:11.66] Fall like rain on a windshield
[01:15.75] In that vast, old motion picture
[01:19.63] That they call our reflection
[01:23.65] In the flesh
[01:25.64] In the flash
[01:28.10] You court cold and union
[01:30.16] To shine me like you could
[01:36.07] You mourn as Delilah
[01:38.11] Her best was hardly good
[01:43.38] So know a buffalo boy leaves
[01:46.85] He gains sainthood
[01:51.10]
[01:54.01] Tears from our maker
[01:57.33] Fall like rain on a windshield
[02:01.31] In the vast, old motion picture
[02:05.37] That they call our reflection
[02:09.39] In the flesh
[02:11.19] Shorn from mist
[02:13.89] Oh, when ought we marry
[02:15.72] And drink to Artesian wealth
[02:21.63] So when ought we marry
[02:23.79] Betrothed beneath the shells
[02:29.05] 'Cause any thirst that slows your gait
[02:32.54] It's still a spell
[02:38.90] Yes, any thirst that slows your gait
[02:42.19] Is still a spell
[02:44.42]
[00:19.33] Chalkware pilfers dimes
[00:24.88] Pasty-faced villains
[00:26.63] My baubles ain't your kind
[00:32.00] 'Cause when a Buffalo boy trades
[00:35.42] He nickels for rhymes
[00:40.06]
[00:42.43] Oh, gather up Sunday
[00:44.48] Sunday makes things right
[00:50.17] Say, rail against Persimmon
[00:52.55] Clothed in bat thorn fright
[00:57.99] 'Cause to dash from one outdrawn
[01:01.23] You make sunrise
[01:06.23]
[01:08.47] Tears from our maker
[01:11.66] Fall like rain on a windshield
[01:15.75] In that vast, old motion picture
[01:19.63] That they call our reflection
[01:23.65] In the flesh
[01:25.64] In the flash
[01:28.10] You court cold and union
[01:30.16] To shine me like you could
[01:36.07] You mourn as Delilah
[01:38.11] Her best was hardly good
[01:43.38] So know a buffalo boy leaves
[01:46.85] He gains sainthood
[01:51.10]
[01:54.01] Tears from our maker
[01:57.33] Fall like rain on a windshield
[02:01.31] In the vast, old motion picture
[02:05.37] That they call our reflection
[02:09.39] In the flesh
[02:11.19] Shorn from mist
[02:13.89] Oh, when ought we marry
[02:15.72] And drink to Artesian wealth
[02:21.63] So when ought we marry
[02:23.79] Betrothed beneath the shells
[02:29.05] 'Cause any thirst that slows your gait
[02:32.54] It's still a spell
[02:38.90] Yes, any thirst that slows your gait
[02:42.19] Is still a spell
[02:44.42]