Cowboys, convicts, and the wild
With no sense in their pockets
Called to testify at their own trial
They bow down to their profits
Beguiled, disillusioned, and naive
Easy pickings for opportunists and thieves. And thieves
Run away from what you don't understand
You feel alright, you feel alright
Alpine mind, just my type, lofty unafraid, stupidly brave, stupidly brave
Dovetail the story in your mind
And we all say it suits us just fine
Picking up crumbs with fingers too numb from the cold outside of what you've become
You win some, you lose some, easy go, easy come
And with so much free time on your hands
You feel alright, you feel alright
Alpine mind, just my type, lofty unafraid, stupidly brave, stupidly brave
You feel alright, you feel alright
Alpine mind, just my type, lofty unafraid, stupidly brave, stupidly brave, stupidly brave
