Rodeo

Look at me on silver screen, where I'm hanging on my own

Hoof to my head now I've gotta lie in bed

Look at me on silver screen, where I'm hanging on my thread

Well all the boys in their flamey flares laugh at me

With a shadow of a leather boot

On the hot thick skin of the animals

It's a Dakotan thing, an American thing

Look at me on silver screen, where I'm hanging on my thread

An American thing

Well I never thought I'd play myself on the silver screen

I'm not a psycho taxi driver, James Dean

Well I never thought I'd play myself on the silver screen

I'm not a psycho taxi driver, James Dean

Life's a rodeo

Life's a rodeo

Life's a (Rodeo)

Life's a rodeo

Life's a rodeo

Life's a rodeo

Six seconds, and it might be time to go

Bent, busted, sleigh

Six more seconds at the rodeo

Gravel, dirt, silver screen, you and me

Six more seconds at the rodeo

Did my best, don't watch the rest

Six more seconds at the rodeo

Cramped hands ride slow

Six more seconds at the rodeo