Broomtail - Buffalo Lyrics

Minutes mean money in the land of the free
Don't be waiting on the fruit to fall under no dollar tree
Opportunity's wasted when you really need to rest
If you get everything yo wish for you'll lose all you possess

Where the buffalo no longer roam
We're fighting for a place on a totem pole
What a tight race it is watch the milk and honey flow
Working hard ain't easy Lord but its easy on the soul

Its no count living by the ways of a fool
A lazy mind and an open hand make for lousy tools
A lie staggers on one leg the truth runs on two
Well done is better than well said will ever do