too many jocks turned rockstars//

Lyrics

You know the rules, only room for one Cowboy in this town, and I'm on the run Don't tell me to take it as compliment You've stolen my horses and slaughtered them I'm all out of ideas again I'm all out of ideas again We read your message, cleaned your blood It was all just a lie, now this means war Thunder came to go with the cry Bombed your home? Come to mine Olé Alright Olé Come to mine Olé Alright Olé Teething crowd, motivation sets A duel, for a muse, for a muse, for a muse Post-comedy for the modern age It took you your views and your views and your views and your knowledge Your views and your knowledge, your views and your knowledge Your views and your views We read the message, we cleaned your blood It was all just a lie, now this means war Thunder came to go with the cry Bombed your home? Come to mine Olé Alright Olé Come to mine Olé Alright Olé