Street Drummer

B C# B C# C#
You snap your fingers
B C# C# B C#
And you tap your feet
B C# B C# C#
Pretend you're shopping
B C# C# B C#
But you're digging the beat
B C# B C# C#
You're jumping Kiosks
B C# C# B C#
But you listen for more
B C# B C# C#
Don't spend your dollars
B C# C# B C#
in that "made in China" store
B B B B B A A F# F#
Just put the money in the buc-ket!

( Rhythm Guitar just repeats through entire song. Scale for solos is B Japanese Ichikosucho.
)

So chic. You freaks
In the "Sharper Image," store
You walked by
And heard noise, and no more
You're fooling no one
'Lest your opinions are poor

Just put the money in the buc-ket!

You laugh at buckets
And you look for the snare
Have nice equipment
But no beats come out of there
Your insecurities are evident here

Just put the money in the buc-ket

Hey you
In your 3 piece suit
You give your dollar
Cuz he sure is a hoot
He thinks he's got a dream
But that means no loot
You missed the point
And your demeanor is moot

Just put the money in the buc-ket


(That's all I got so far. Stream-of-thought there.)


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