Lyrics

Everyone says that the fence killed the cowboy, but actually it was that couch that did him in Imagine a lifetime of nights under stars, as the streetlight washes over your bed "I took my boots off so I could be comfy I walked around the house in socks and poured myself a soda pop And I listened to jazz and I organized my stuff 'Cause who the fuck, aw who the fuck wants to live out their life in the desert? Not me, Sir I'm not one of them, I won't live or die in some tribe With no privacy"