Beneath an orange sky
All the stocks still rise
And the wealth is here
Here to stay
Still they're scheming
With their checkbooks out
Venture cowboys
On the prowl
They say:
This town's big 'nuff for the two of us if we kick those rascals out
Modern cowboys like you and me we need to use our spurs
Money flowing free
In every local race
To their enemies
They say die slow
Spend a million more
Like it was nothing
Soon the time will come
To take the crown
They say:
This town's big 'nuff for the two of us if we kick those varmints out
Modern cowboys like you and me we need to use our spurs
When the smoke has cleared
They own the papers
A sympathetic ear
In city hall
Control the narrative
Make the people fear
And when they're scared they will
Hand you the keys
They say:
This town's big 'nuff for the two of us if we bring our cash to bear
Modern cowboys like you and me we need to use our spurs