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Buck-o-nine – Tool Lyrics

Fast and clean
In his rhythm machine
He goes down to the beach
But little does he know
The girls down there
Are out of his reach

He has a good time
But drinks too much wine
He's headed for
The disaster of a lifetime
And now the guys
From the bad boy club
Are callin' out his name

He goes down to the liquor store
To buy himself a beer
He parks his truck
With a ten inch lift
And stickers that sayd no fear
Out of his truck he struts inside
With his oakley cool dudes shades
He says his parents
Bought me this truck
Because in high school
I got good grades

He went back to check out a band
At a local grunge band bar
He saw a man who
Was screaming out loud
Playing "e" chords on his guitar
It's on the radio
It's on the video
It's in the stores
And all the tv shows

And now the guys
In the bad boy club
Are calling his name
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Songwriters: Anthony Jerome Curry, Craig William Yarnold, Daniel Leon Albert, Jon Ryan Pebsworth, Jonas Kleiner, Scott Tyler Kennerly, Steve D Bauer
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