The Lost Buffalo Song
Album: Transmit On The One
By: Meeting At The Docks
By: Meeting At The Docks
Duration
4:25
Genres
Lyrics
Mom and dad came home today They waste away another day today They have children with wants and needs “Society’s ills.” She says He agrees Ain’t it a bitch like a beggar on his knees How you’re conned from your conscience with ease I think my rock’n roll self has died We sell our youth cheap on the side When did money become our soul? Corporate identities on our clothes You wear the voice of oppression and man it shows Latley I pray for insurrection Please love me, love me too And maybe if we sleep on it for a few It could be true, Please love me, love me too And maybe if you sleep on it for a few It might be true just for you Democracy is on the march You better duck and run Grab your bible, load up your gun Religious idolaltry is rising like the sun I’m so far removed from this reality So please love me, love me too I would you And maybe if you sleep on on it for a few It might be true Please love me, love me too I will you