| Song | A Buffalo |
| Artist | Yellow Red Sparks |
| Album | Yellow Red Sparks |
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| We see what you do when you’re out by yourself | |
| I’m not talking Hollywood where all is swell | |
| You forget what they meant to say | |
| Powder off you’re too sweet, my sweet | |
| By this coffin one of two beliefs | |
| That we’re not too late | |
| We still have time to change | |
| And if not for the greats | |
| And the grace | |
| I look to no one and no one looks to me | |
| But I’m sick and I’m tired of losing faith | |
| You don’t know what you want | |
| Somebody else to settle your throne | |
| Knowing no one has to | |
| When you know where you go, when you go | |
| And I swear it’s good it’s good | |
| Let them take you away from all these crowds | |
| Are the colts on the hill alone? | |
| Buffalos on the hill! | |
| It’s you or me | |
| Start the clot. I’m holding you dear | |
| Oh and most of all | |
| We’ll have peace | |
| Finally I’m set free, but still gagged and bound | |
| And the sad thing is, if I am his, why can’t I make sound | |
| But you know where you go, when you go | |
| And I swear it’s good it’s good | |
| Let them take you away from all these hounds | |
| Are the colts on the hill alone? | |
| Buffalos on the hill! | |
| And I swear it’s good it’s good | |
| Let them take you away from all these crowns | |
| Are the colts on the hill alone? | |
| Buffalos on the hill! |
| We see what you do when you' re out by yourself | |
| I' m not talking Hollywood where all is swell | |
| You forget what they meant to say | |
| Powder off you' re too sweet, my sweet | |
| By this coffin one of two beliefs | |
| That we' re not too late | |
| We still have time to change | |
| And if not for the greats | |
| And the grace | |
| I look to no one and no one looks to me | |
| But I' m sick and I' m tired of losing faith | |
| You don' t know what you want | |
| Somebody else to settle your throne | |
| Knowing no one has to | |
| When you know where you go, when you go | |
| And I swear it' s good it' s good | |
| Let them take you away from all these crowds | |
| Are the colts on the hill alone? | |
| Buffalos on the hill! | |
| It' s you or me | |
| Start the clot. I' m holding you dear | |
| Oh and most of all | |
| We' ll have peace | |
| Finally I' m set free, but still gagged and bound | |
| And the sad thing is, if I am his, why can' t I make sound | |
| But you know where you go, when you go | |
| And I swear it' s good it' s good | |
| Let them take you away from all these hounds | |
| Are the colts on the hill alone? | |
| Buffalos on the hill! | |
| And I swear it' s good it' s good | |
| Let them take you away from all these crowns | |
| Are the colts on the hill alone? | |
| Buffalos on the hill! |
| We see what you do when you' re out by yourself | |
| I' m not talking Hollywood where all is swell | |
| You forget what they meant to say | |
| Powder off you' re too sweet, my sweet | |
| By this coffin one of two beliefs | |
| That we' re not too late | |
| We still have time to change | |
| And if not for the greats | |
| And the grace | |
| I look to no one and no one looks to me | |
| But I' m sick and I' m tired of losing faith | |
| You don' t know what you want | |
| Somebody else to settle your throne | |
| Knowing no one has to | |
| When you know where you go, when you go | |
| And I swear it' s good it' s good | |
| Let them take you away from all these crowds | |
| Are the colts on the hill alone? | |
| Buffalos on the hill! | |
| It' s you or me | |
| Start the clot. I' m holding you dear | |
| Oh and most of all | |
| We' ll have peace | |
| Finally I' m set free, but still gagged and bound | |
| And the sad thing is, if I am his, why can' t I make sound | |
| But you know where you go, when you go | |
| And I swear it' s good it' s good | |
| Let them take you away from all these hounds | |
| Are the colts on the hill alone? | |
| Buffalos on the hill! | |
| And I swear it' s good it' s good | |
| Let them take you away from all these crowns | |
| Are the colts on the hill alone? | |
| Buffalos on the hill! |