Disco Cowboy Songtext
von Magic Bronson
Disco Cowboy Songtext
Slick spot cause a hitch in the shuffle
Shape up son right now on the double
Birds of a feather they all get ruffled
Need to break out of the wreckage the rubble
Sharks swim in when the schools start feasting
Lucid dreams only come when the mind is sleeping
Weakness is for the runt the weakling
Your lungs only breath when the chest is beating
Heads up for the disco cowboy
Heads up for the heads up yeah
Four hands pulling on one rope
Treading water hollow hopes
Mama said don′t brag or boast
But you look like you saw a ghost
You look like you saw a ghost
But you look like you saw a ghost
Fruit only grows when the soil's watered
Seeds will blossom to sons and daughters
Consume more fuel for the cannon fodder
Sweat out bullets when hot and bothered
Fruit only grows when the soil′s watered
Seeds will blossom to sons and daughters
Fruit only grows when the soil's watered
Seeds will blossom to sons and daughters
Heads up for the
Heads up yea
Four hands pulling on one rope
Treading water hollow hopes
Mama said don't brag or boast
But you look like you saw a ghost
You look like you saw a ghost
But you look like you saw a ghost
Shape up son right now on the double
Birds of a feather they all get ruffled
Need to break out of the wreckage the rubble
Sharks swim in when the schools start feasting
Lucid dreams only come when the mind is sleeping
Weakness is for the runt the weakling
Your lungs only breath when the chest is beating
Heads up for the disco cowboy
Heads up for the heads up yeah
Four hands pulling on one rope
Treading water hollow hopes
Mama said don′t brag or boast
But you look like you saw a ghost
You look like you saw a ghost
But you look like you saw a ghost
Fruit only grows when the soil's watered
Seeds will blossom to sons and daughters
Consume more fuel for the cannon fodder
Sweat out bullets when hot and bothered
Fruit only grows when the soil′s watered
Seeds will blossom to sons and daughters
Fruit only grows when the soil's watered
Seeds will blossom to sons and daughters
Heads up for the
Heads up yea
Four hands pulling on one rope
Treading water hollow hopes
Mama said don't brag or boast
But you look like you saw a ghost
You look like you saw a ghost
But you look like you saw a ghost
Writer(s): Michael Anthony Nicastro, Matthew Jared Liberman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com