Cowboi get back on your horse
Home boy get back on your horse,
Rude boy get back on your horse,
And find your way before your horse gets lost.
This song is dedicated to its main protagonist,
It illustrates how the brain,
It manages to pull through the toughest of terrains and challenges,
Even when it seems we can't sustain the damages,
Helen lived in London,
She was an office clerk,
The trip required her to focus and to stay alert,
She was walking home one dark evening late from work,
The wind was strong and it caused that kind of rain that hurts,
Now out of nowhere a figure did grab at her,
His hand covered her mouth so she was gagged from yellin',
Into an alleyway she was then dragged,
No tellin what more in store for her this evening had this felon,
Now pause the story though and put yourself in that road,
Plucked from your life minutes from your warm abode,
In that situation most people would freeze up and implode,
But Helen somehow managed to remain composed.
Cowboi get back on your horse
Home boy get back on your horse,
Rude boy get back on your horse,
And find your way before your horse gets lost
She said look it is clear that my fate here is sealed,
At twice my size it is either give in or be killed,
But this cold cold rain just adds to the trauma,
Lets go to my house, its just round the corner,
He contemplated, he smiled a sick smile and then agreed,
Too her doorway she did then lead,
Her hands shaking as she fumbles for her keys,
But what would come next, he just didnt see,
You see on the other side of her front door he saw,
Her husband standing at 6'4",
The felon turned around as the husband gave chase,
And soon that sick smile was removed from his face,
You see that is London, and that is Britain,
We might get scratched and we might get bitten,
But even when our heart and resolve is depleted,
We won't lay down, no we won't be defeated,
(Nonverbal)
Cowboi get back on your horse
Home boy get back on your horse,
Rude boy get back on your horse,
And find your way before your horse gets lost
X2
Home boy get back on your horse,
Rude boy get back on your horse,
And find your way before your horse gets lost.
This song is dedicated to its main protagonist,
It illustrates how the brain,
It manages to pull through the toughest of terrains and challenges,
Even when it seems we can't sustain the damages,
Helen lived in London,
She was an office clerk,
The trip required her to focus and to stay alert,
She was walking home one dark evening late from work,
The wind was strong and it caused that kind of rain that hurts,
Now out of nowhere a figure did grab at her,
His hand covered her mouth so she was gagged from yellin',
Into an alleyway she was then dragged,
No tellin what more in store for her this evening had this felon,
Now pause the story though and put yourself in that road,
Plucked from your life minutes from your warm abode,
In that situation most people would freeze up and implode,
But Helen somehow managed to remain composed.
Cowboi get back on your horse
Home boy get back on your horse,
Rude boy get back on your horse,
And find your way before your horse gets lost
She said look it is clear that my fate here is sealed,
At twice my size it is either give in or be killed,
But this cold cold rain just adds to the trauma,
Lets go to my house, its just round the corner,
He contemplated, he smiled a sick smile and then agreed,
Too her doorway she did then lead,
Her hands shaking as she fumbles for her keys,
But what would come next, he just didnt see,
You see on the other side of her front door he saw,
Her husband standing at 6'4",
The felon turned around as the husband gave chase,
And soon that sick smile was removed from his face,
You see that is London, and that is Britain,
We might get scratched and we might get bitten,
But even when our heart and resolve is depleted,
We won't lay down, no we won't be defeated,
(Nonverbal)
Cowboi get back on your horse
Home boy get back on your horse,
Rude boy get back on your horse,
And find your way before your horse gets lost
X2
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