Buckethead [Guitar, Bass, Drum, Keyboard, Mandolin]

7. AQUABOT

WATER TRANSPARENT ROBOT THAT IS MADE BY SLIPDISC TO DESTROY BUCKETHEAD. WHAT COMBINATION OF SOUND WILL KILL IT?

"Aagh-aagh-aagh-aagh-aagh! Aquabot is so gross! He's unleashed! What could he be up to? He's out of his own wig!"
(Music)

"Aquabot, Aquabot, Aquabot, Aquabot..."
(Music)

Guitar: Buckethead
Bass: Bootsy Collins
Drums: Jerome (Bigfoot) Brailey
Voice: Throatrake

Written by Buckethead / Eric Wood
Published by Katella Music (BMI) / Eric Wood publ. designee

10. BUCKETHEAD'S CHAMBER OF HORRORS

BRUTAL SHED FROM THE DEPTHS OF THE BRAIN OF BUCKETHEAD. HE DOESN'T KNOW REALITY FROM IMAGINATION-AGH-AGH-AGH

"Hey-hey-hey, Onions. You, you-you-you got some white locks for my shrunken head? N-nh-n-nh-n-no? Oh, god... Eh-B-Bootsy, yhh-you got everything, my shrunken head nn-needs some white locks. Egh-cgh-can ya help me? Uh-agh-I'm slipping in to a cacophony of doom-filled sorrow. Eh-eh-eh-l guess I'll h-have to settle for albino pin worms instead. Heh-eh-erj-ehp-mm-may-may-maybe l-l-l could special order them from a fully-deluxe novelty outlet negh-in Cleveland. Eh-I should've stuck to raising jellied spiders.."

(Music)

"Heeuraaaugh..."
(Music)

"Rroaaarrr..."

(Music)

Guitar: Buckethead
Drums: Ted Parsons
Voice: Throatrake

Written by Buckethead / Eric Wood / Ted Parsons
Published by Katella Music (BMI) / Eric Wood publ, designee / Ted Parsons publ, designee

1. DOOMRIDE

BUCKETHEAD WAS RAISED BY CHICKENS IN THE COOP. TAKE THE DOOMRIDE INTO BUCKETHEAD LAND IF YOU'RE A SWASHBUCKLER.

"Papa, who's Buckethead?"

"Buckethead's this guy that was raised by chickens in a chicken coop, and without the bucket on his head, he's helpless."

"Really? Oh my God..."

(Music)

Guitar: Buckethead
Sound bytes: Bill Laswell

Written by Buckethead
Published by Katella Music (BMI)

1. DOOMRIDE

BUCKETHEAD WAS RAISED BY CHICKENS IN THE COOP. TAKE THE DOOMRIDE INTO BUCKETHEAD LAND IF YOU'RE A SWASHBUCKLER.

"Papa, who's Buckethead?"

"Buckethead's this guy that was raised by chickens in a chicken coop, and without the bucket on his head, he's helpless."

"Really? Oh my God..."

(Music)

Guitar: Buckethead
Sound bytes: Bill Laswell

Written by Buckethead
Published by Katella Music (BMI)

when you're talkin to yourself
and nobody's home

you can fool yourself
you came in this world alone
alone

so nobody ever told you baby
how it was gonna be

what happen to you baby
guess have to wait and see

but I'm only 28and
I'm much too young
to let love break my heart
young at heart
but it's getting much too late
to find ourse so far apart
I don't know how you're sposed to
find me latel yan
I what more could you ask from me
how could you say
that I never needed you
when you took everything
said you took everything
from me

young at heart
an it gets so hard to wait
when no one I know can seem
to help me now
old at heart
but I mustn't hesitaateif
I'm to find my
own way out still
talkun to myself
and nobody's home alone

so nobody ever told us baby
how it was gonna be

So what happen to us baby
guess we'll have to wait and see

when I find all of the reasons
may be I'll find another way
find another day
with all the changing seasons
of my life
may be I'll get it right
mext time
an now that you've been broken down
got your head out
of the ground
got the under ground
you don't talk so loud
you don't walk so proud
any more
and what for

well I jumped into the river
too many times to make it home
I'm out here on my own
an drifting all alone
it doesn't show
give it time
to read between the lines
I see the storm getting closer
and the waves they get so high
seems everything
we've ever known's here
why must it drift away and die

I'll never find anyone to
replace you
guess I'll have to make it thruth
this time
oh this time
without you
I knew the storm
getting closer
and all my friends said
I was high
but everything
we've ever known's here
I never wanted it to die