Rides into town on his
Bike a sound follows
The pedal creak bust
West Lincoln, Skint Eastwood
Rides on his own
Tinny for the road, he's like
An offy bandit
Won't pay but, he'll have it
Rides into town on his
Bike a sound follows
The pedal creak bust
West Lincoln, Skint Eastwood
Moves up the hill
Sees a city still, he's a
Ranger in all black
Snapback for a cowboy hat
Low as the light
That boy will ride through
Loners don't lie
That boy will ride soon
Rides into town on his
Bike a sound follows
The pedal creak bust
West Lincoln, Skint Eastwood
Smokes in the night
Blows a ring, the light ripples
Billy the kid's fears
Watch them as they disappear
Hates when he's home he don't
Like it at all no his
Parents have a fall out, he
Feels at fault somehow
Hates how he feels stuck
Ya feeling lucky punk?
Pressure in his head space
Has stopped him thinking straight
Low as the light
That boy will ride through
Loners don't lie
That boy will ride soon
Low as the light
That boy will ride through
Loners don't lie
That boy will ride soon
But just remember to pick your hat up Cowboy
But just remember to pick your hat up Cowboy
But just remember to pick your hat up Cowboy
But just remember to pick your hat up Cowboy
But just remember to pick your hat up Cowboy
But just remember to pick your hat up Cowboy
But just remember to pick your hat up Cowboy
But just remember to pick your hat up Cowboy
Rides into town on his
Bike a sound follows
The pedal creak bust
West Lincoln, Skint Eastwood