Cowboying

Lyrics for Cowboying

Cop-killing, coal-mining, starvation wages The end times, the headlines, the hate was contagious And when I get too high, I'm dead-eye complacent And when I need money, I take it A think piece, you know me, my hat is capacious I swore she was flirting, she's just a good waitress I doubled the dosage, still I feel anxious So when I need something, I take it I don't know these horses I don't know what they wanna be fed I don't know these horses I've been cowboying, Illinoisan, fry me up bacon Been drunk and obnoxious and passively racist They lied to us, Captain, they're batshit, let's face it They don't work for their money, they take it Yeah, there's a beat-down in this town, so I'm out here scrapping My chicken-feed frenzy, my working-man's fashion My underdog story is, at best, dishonest 'Cause when I need something, I got it I don't know these horses I don't know what they wanna be called I don't know these horses at all So when's my redemption, and who's gonna save me? And how do I start to believe something made me? That life isn't pain, and love isn't greed And the land will provide, and those sorts of things Here's what I'll say, if the sun now is setting If the home of the brave is a joke I'm just getting I may have been ugly, I may have been mean But I had somebody I tried to get free Yeah, I rode every day from dawn until dusk To help make her way a little less rough Sure, I murdered and I stole, but don't call me evil It was mostly just money and people I don't know these horses And I can't get them out of my head I don't know these goddamn horses And I'm not sure if I want to Or if maybe I like it this way I don't know these horses