Auto-auto Where The Buffalo Roam
Seven ugly midgets sitting in my living room.
This is not the smallest sign of an impending doom
in the afternoon.
Found a leper leprechaun inside my severed chest.
Offered him some help with his unholy quest
in the after noon.
Found a path to wonderland and burned it to the ground.
Killed of every living soul I smothered every clown
In the after noon.
-chorus-
A home where the buffalo roam.
The mother, the whore and the crone.
The cyborg, the ghost and the clone.
A home where the buffalo.
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Seven ugly giants sitting in my living room.
This is not the largest sign of an impending doom
in the after noon.
-chorus-
(We are huge fans of the late author and journalist Hunter S.Thomson and this song is a tribute to him.
It is also about seeing patterns in everything when you are...ehh...lets just say “tired”.)
