Desert Theme Songtext
von sparsevector

Yeah, you moving west, you gotta do it in style, you know what I′m saying
I ain't riding out in no buggy, no horse-drawn carriage
No, I ride out on the 1848 ox-pulled cover wagon on fifty-inch wheels
Riding in a wagon on fifty-inch wheels
Riding in a wagon on fifty-inch wheels
Riding in a wagon on fifty-inch wheels
Got the buffalo hides, saying we can make a deal
Riding in a wagon on fifty-inch wheels
Riding in a wagon, riding in a wagon
Riding in a wagon on fifty-inch wheels
Got the buffalo hides, saying we can make a deal
Riding in a wagon, fifty-inch wheels
Packing my pistol, cold-hard steel
Boy, you try to rob me, I′mma let you feel
On the wagon trail, man, it's be killed or kill
You riding on a horse, I shoot you off, you die
Shoot your horse too then skin him, take the hide
I trade your horse skin for a rocket launcher then
I'mma use the rocket launcher to blow apart your friends
When I cross the river, man, you never see me ford it


I′d rather not get wet, man, plus that′s just boring
I'd rather back it up, get a running start and jump it
Flying through the air with the subwoofers pumping
I ride the wagon fast, man, my wagon ain′t slow
My oxen stay strong, man, I thought y'all haters know
When I hit the West Coast, I′mma get some chrome rims
Candy paint job with the wooden leather trim
Riding in a wagon on fifty-inch wheels
Riding in a wagon on fifty-inch wheels
Riding in a wagon on fifty-inch wheels
Got the buffalo hides, saying we can make a deal
Riding in a wagon on fifty-inch wheels
Riding in a wagon, riding in a wagon
Riding in a wagon on fifty-inch wheels
Got the buffalo hides, saying we can make a deal
I shoot buffalo, three at a time
With a laser pistol, it ain't even mine
I found the laser gun just sitting on the plains
If you try to take it from me, I′mma vaporize your brains
I shoot wolves too, piranha and skunks
I shoot rabid squirrels, man, even when I'm drunk
I shoot every single bear that there is
If they try to cry for help, I'mma also shot their kids
I kick back and chill with biscuits and squirrel gravy
Maybe go and get a flower for this pretty lady
Maybe take her back to my wagon to relax
Gotta recoup my health before the zombie attack
I ride hard, man, I just don′t stop
Tornadoes, volcanoes, snowstorms, the cops
Avalanches, aliens, I ain′t trying to boast
I just keep riding hard 'til I hit the West Coast
Riding in a wagon on fifty-inch wheels
Riding in a wagon on fifty-inch wheels
Riding in a wagon on fifty-inch wheels
Got the buffalo hides, saying we can make a deal
Riding in a wagon on fifty-inch wheels
Riding in a wagon, riding in a wagon
Riding in a wagon on fifty-inch wheels
Got the buffalo hides, saying we can make a deal
Riding in a wagon on fifty-inch wheels
Riding in a wagon on fifty-inch wheels
Riding in a wagon on fifty-inch wheels
Got the buffalo hides, saying we can make a deal
Riding in a wagon on fifty-inch wheels
Riding in a wagon, riding in a wagon
Riding in a wagon on fifty-inch wheels
Got the buffalo hides, saying we can make a deal