Buddy Holly/Seazons

Buddy Holly where'd you go?
In the airplane down to Hell
Lifted from a tree
Where everyone can see

Waiting on my hair to grow
Listening for the telephone
Mysteries on TV
Now everyone get free

Buddy Holly where'd you go?
In the airplane down to Hell
But you come in through my feet
In through my feet...

But then I get away...
Run, fly, away...

In through my feet...
In though my feet...

Guide me gentle
And ride the rental
As the insane burn the harvest

Dining with them
The blind and wicked
As the insane turn the volume

But front and center
And guide me gentler
As the springtime turns to kindness
As the springtime turns to violence
As the springtime turns to...



Credits
Writer(s): Tim Kile
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