Vocals: Skinny D
Lyrics: Skinny D
Beats: Heatmiser
Recording & Arrangement: Reed Benjamin
Production Assistant: Cougar Bait
Cowboy: Coco
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Went to chase places only a few go
Where the sun blaze & the moon glow
Bought new duds – err – I mean new clothes
Dropped out of life, feeling a little too bold
Reached a brief high & some new lows
Only to find out that time moves too slow
Dreams of cowboying finally grew old
Guess it’s just another brick of fool’s gold
Yea, I got tired of the pressure
Every day the same – stocks & investors
Headed westward to live out a western
What an adventure to live in the desert
Traded everything for cattle & my trusty steed
Called them Mooberries & Lucky Steve
O00, lucky me; busy as a bumblebee
Watched my shit kickers turned my denim to some dungarees
Can’t say it’s all that fun; I’m actually really bored
When the day is done, I’m stuck with all the chores
Riding all day now leave my hind quarters sore
Living my dream I guess expected a little more
Had some time to think & something took root
It’s just a bunch of nothing & foul smells to boot
Very humbling sleeping outdoors without a roof
Guess cowboying ain’t it & here’s the f’ing truth
Went to chase places only a few go
Where the sun blaze & the moon glow
Bought new duds – err – I mean new clothes
Dropped out of life, feeling a little too bold
Reached a brief high & some new lows
Only to find out that time moves too slow
Dreams of cowboying finally grew old
Guess it’s just another brick of fool’s gold
Yea, still out here in this wasteland
Talking to these beasts – smart as some paint cans
Running low on water, feeling straight scammed
Cause pee sucks, so I’m sipping on my waistband
Ate the last of my beans, most was burnt in the flames
Had a cry in front of Steve, but he should be ashamed
Everything was all going well; who was I to complain?
Now I’m out here alone on the range
Yesterday found my mooberries had been rustled gone
Didn’t think that still happened, but I was fucking wrong
Wish I had some whisky – a sip of something strong
But guess I’ll drink more jocksweat, and shuffle on
Birds circling overhead, figured I was doomed
Up until I found this patch of mushrooms
Became the sun – wow! Reached out to touch moons
Abound with light – my third eye sings a new tune
Set sail ’round the horn of the north pole
Only spoke to birds in chirps & morse code
Since now I could fly, I let my horse go
Embodied by light, so shed my wardrobe
Surveyed over creation as the lord knows
Traveled through time of dinosaurs to orange cones
Until space lizards caught me, it was forceful
Woke up with hand cuffs on sore bones
Went to chase places only a few go
Where the sun blaze & the moon glow
Bought new duds – err – I mean new clothes
Dropped out of life, feeling a little too bold
Reached a brief high & some new lows
Only to find out that time moves too slow
Dreams of cowboying finally grew old
Guess it’s just another brick of fool’s gold
