Who's this guitar playing sons-of-bitch   is a question common asked   on his head a bucket of chicken bones   on his face a plaster mask   he's the bastard son of a preacher man   on the town he left a stain   they made him live in a chicken house   to try and hide the shame      He was born in a coup   raised in a cage   children feared him, critics raged   he's half alive   he's half dead   folks just call him Buckethead      Farmers would torment him   as he snuggled with the hens   they'd hose him down with water   and steal his little friends   but late at night   he'd sneak off to the graveyard all alone   and play his soapbox guitar   to the faces made of stone      Buckethead found his freedom   at the age of seventeen   when he burned the chicken house down   with a quart of gasoline   he did puppet shows on corners   and bought a real guitar   and with the help of Colonel Sanders   he's bound to be a star         correct lyrics:      Who's this guitar playing sons-of-bitch   is a question common asked   on his head a bucket of chicken bones   on his face a plaster mask   he's the bastard son of a preacher man   on the town he left a stain   they made him live in a chicken house   to try and hide the shame      He was born in a coup   raised in a cage   children feared him, critics raged   he's half alive   he's half dead   folks just call him Buckethead