Lyrics Sparks – Ride ‘Em Cowboy

They laughed with me
Then laughed at me
They said «how true»
They said «not you»

I swam, I sank
Top seed, unranked
The pole, the wall
The pride, the fall
A state of grace
Slapped in the face
A state of mind
Then card declined

From great to good

I’m hot I’m cold
I’m bought, I’m sold
First accolades
Then hand grenades
They hate your look
They hate your book
They hate your guts
You’ve heard enough
It’s not your day
It’s not your week
It’s not your month
It’s not your year

First AOK
Then IOU
BMOC
Then MIA
From DIY
To DUI
From 411
To 911
Ride ’em cowboy, ride ’em
Ride ’em cowboy, ride ’em

First AOK
Then IOU
BMOC
Then MIA
From DIY
To DUI
From 411
To 911

From soup to nuts
From job to cuts
From sure to chance
From can to can’ts
From smart to dumb
From bread to crumbs
From wowed to bored
Ole, then gored
Ride ’em cowboy, ride ’em
I got thrown again
Ride ’em cowboy, ride ’em
Get back on again

From just desserts
To just desserts
From you’re for me
To ca suffit
From bon vivant
To sycophant
From open door
To merde alors
From just desserts
To just desserts
From you’re for me
To ca suffit
From bon vivant
To sycophant
From open door
To merde alors
Ride ’em cowboy, ride ’em

I got thrown again
Ride ’em cowboy, ride ’em
Get back on again
Ride ’em Cowboy
Ride ’em cowboy