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The Jetset Life - Enter! the Last Cowboy Lyrics



The Jetset Life - Enter! the Last Cowboy Lyrics




It was a pretty low morning
Just like any other morning
He was ready for another day of

Shit

Throw on a jacket
Meet a boy that's packing
Might be time to f*ck it up I'm shaking

Food stamps
Beer cans
Motel living
Some say he kills for a penny
American
Garbage can
Scrounging for a filling
Never catch him shooting up

He's the first one on the dance floor
Last one in the race
Boots hat crust jacket
Spit right in your face
He's the last cowboy in the imminent apocalypse
Some swear he can speak to the dead
Never heard what the man said
Always packing a six shooter in bed

Pharaoh

He's an honorary riot girl
F*cking up the state
A legend of the hardcore scene
He'll tell y'all you never to obey

Satan on his right at night
With Jesus on his left all day

First one on the dance floor
Last one in the race
Boots hat crust jacket
Spit right in your face
He's the last cowboy

He's the first one on the dance floor
Last one in the race
Boots hat crust jacket
Spit right in your face
He's the last cowboy in the imminent apocalypse
Some swear he can speak to the dead
Never heard what the man said
Always packing a six shooter in bed

Pharaoh
Pharaoh
Pharaoh
Pharaoh
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English

It was a pretty low morning
Just like any other morning
He was ready for another day of

Shit

Throw on a jacket
Meet a boy that's packing
Might be time to f*ck it up I'm shaking

Food stamps
Beer cans
Motel living
Some say he kills for a penny
American
Garbage can
Scrounging for a filling
Never catch him shooting up

He's the first one on the dance floor
Last one in the race
Boots hat crust jacket
Spit right in your face
He's the last cowboy in the imminent apocalypse
Some swear he can speak to the dead
Never heard what the man said
Always packing a six shooter in bed

Pharaoh

He's an honorary riot girl
F*cking up the state
A legend of the hardcore scene
He'll tell y'all you never to obey

Satan on his right at night
With Jesus on his left all day

First one on the dance floor
Last one in the race
Boots hat crust jacket
Spit right in your face
He's the last cowboy

He's the first one on the dance floor
Last one in the race
Boots hat crust jacket
Spit right in your face
He's the last cowboy in the imminent apocalypse
Some swear he can speak to the dead
Never heard what the man said
Always packing a six shooter in bed

Pharaoh
Pharaoh
Pharaoh
Pharaoh
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Writer: Paul Goldsmith
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Performed By: The Jetset Life
Language: English
Length: 2:56
Written by: Paul Goldsmith
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