LYRICS
[I’m bringing home a baby bumble bee
Won’t my Mama be so proud of me]
A buzzard is two-faced
Their drink is laced
The politician, again?
You bet he can
(Crooked politician)
The tainted drink you consume
Designated mental tomb
What do you mean?
Obscene… at the Inn and no room?
At the “in” and no room
Better let it out
Be it scream… be it shout
Let there be no doubt
Better let it out
Be it word… be it rhyme
Now is the time
Pre-post-prime
Prime time
- A Buzzard Is Two-faced Prelude.mp3
- A Buzzard Is Two-faced Interlude.mp3
- A Buzzard Is Two-faced Instrumental.mp3
- A Buzzard Is Two-faced.mp3
ABOUT THE SONG
A song about being brainwashed, drinking tainted Kool-aid and seeing mirages in Washington DC.
Style: Protest Folk Rock
Chords: A#M7aug F# D#m7 160 BPM Rock & Roll #2 / Heavy Metal
Recording: digital stereo
Vocals, Keyboards and Synthesizers