Buck Owens - Melvins

See the faulty now

See the dawn

See clear

Five six it’s gonna be narrow

By written law

For right of hollow form

By thy all night

Figure five fourteen motorized

She wants the price

Much play in wise paradise

Each time you raise the wire

On fire for me

My plane is happily

Gotta show gotta leave

Which indeed I’d like to

He’s afforded final ten

Every damn one been done

Pick the part of me to fun around

Diggie forty Bodie innie

Master come un by gun

Last choice last chance chance

Peace time for the stonified

I can’t stand the high design

Give me one of those whys to write