Cowboy Tanaka

RAWR

Alright alright alright alright
And the crowd goes
Oi! Oi! Oi, oi, oi!
Okay…

Do you know what you are to me?
Does it tear you apart to be
Nothing more than a passing craze?
You are the weed that tumbles through my line of sight

Pretend you’re a fan of the
Rules that bend in fight or flight
May your aim be true as the sun is high

But now, caught up in your emotion
You waste your breath on me

Let’s go!
HEY!
C’mon, c’mon!
Listen up!

I’ll make it easy on you
Take your paces, life on the line
Gun’s in the holster, baby
Show me yours, I’ll show you mine
You can slander in an effort to last ditch
But knuckles are the herald when you
Mess with the wrong bitch

Let’s pretend
You’re a fan of the rules that bend in do or die
May your aim be true as the sun is high but now

As if I’d cry an ocean
You waste your breath on me
When the dust that clears settles and leaves you
Trembling in fear
She’ll shoot you down

MARTY!

Do you feel lucky, punk?

Reach for the sky
Yeehaw motherfucker
OH
I’m a space cowboy
All the hoes wanna ride my horse
This is Cowboy Tanaka

This is my blind devotion
Don’t waste your breath on me
When the dust that clears settles and leaves me
Staring down my fear
I stand my ground