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Buffalo Sentence

Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo. 
Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo. 

I saw a human brain, looked like a map, heard a circulatory system, sounded like the Rio Grande 
was a he(a)rd of eight buffalo standing in a row, that sentence they he(a)rd closer each time Dinah's whistle blow 
where, where we goin'? Got spare time, a little money, got this city, where we going? 
Kids say let's go to the museum, it's okay, we'll take the train, i've got a map, and I want to go there too 
--diorama, defunct animals , asking 'dad where'd they all go?' 
--60 million, U.S.Grant, blue-eyed Cody, Mr. Death, I want to know, I want to know 
where do 60 million buffalo just go 
oh 60 million buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo 

I've been working on the rail road, it's such a long road, a long and silver-- 
Man; he tells me where to throw those ties, how to pass my time away and 
can't you hear the whistle blowing, we're all wondering, where this rail's going and 
Man, only Man knows where this railroad goes 

but still sometimes.I want to go there too 
just one more mile, for now that's all I have 
to one one one one half one half 

pemmican fields rotten, fallow / one half protein one half tallow/ 
wrought this road our golden meal/ one part sweat to one part steel 
bulls eye bulls sit blood stampeding/ blue eyed boy for a nickle you can see him 
bills and silver coinage cavalry/ boxcar bulls and buffalo bleeding 
golden stock that last st[e]ak[e] driving/ catching cows and catching rides and 
Bill was handsome on a stallion riding, / made his bullion, tanned my hide 'n' 
go down go down go down Moses go/ down Dinah's silver road 

Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo. 
Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo. 

kids go out of the museum; I drive my last steak in/ my sentence serves me quietly, 
the coal I burn with all my friends;
hobo, buffalo, Dinah, sitting bull/ sixty million nickles in my undertow 
circumlocution, territory, all my veins, circulatory 
we make a road that takes us where we want to go/ all aboard , conductor but I just want to know 
where do 60 million buffalo go? 
where do 60 million buffalo just go? 
where do 60 million buffalo go? 
I want to go there too