Buckethead

Got no head It's a bucket with teeth It likes to dream It likes to sleep It knows hot It knows cool It know what's what It's no fool Fill up the bucket with Whatever you got Make sure it's something That the bucket likes a lot Fly on a window Looking through It's tiny bucket Knows just what to do It goes over here It goes over there It takes it's tiny bucket Almost everywhere I'm a bucket head That's the truth What I do Sure shines through And what goes in Gets mixed around And overflows And makes this sound