Cosmic Cowboy

Burial grounds and merry-go-rounds are all the same to me Horses on posts and kids and ghosts are spirits we ought to set free. City slicker pickers got a lot of slicker licks than me But ridin` the range and lookin` strange is where I want to be I just wanna be a Cosmic Cowboy I just wanna ride and rope and hoot I just wanna be a Cosmic Cowboy A supernatural country rockin` galoot Lone Star sippin` and skinny dippin` and steel guitars and stars Are just as good as Hollywood and them bullshit disco bars I`m gonna buy me a vest and head out west my lady and myself When we come to town they`re gonna rather `round and just marvel at our health Now big raccoons and harvest moons keep rollin` through my mind And home on the range where antelope play is pretty damned hard to find Don`t buy me on the lone prairie I`d rather play there alive I`m headed out west and I`m doin` my best to keep my pony in over-drive I just wanna be a Cosmic Cowboy I just wanna ride and rope and hoot I just wanna be a Cosmic Cowboy A supernatural country rockin` galoot And up is not the way I’m gonna shoot