Lonely Cowboy

David Brent:
You blew into town, like a hurricane.
Dust cloud cleared, then you were there one day.
Well I don't remember praying for a miracle,
but I prayed that you would never go away.

Oh I thought you were my guardian angel,
I thought you wings were to keep me warm and dry.
But you pecked me to the bone,
and you left me here alone.
Then you spread your wings and flew into the sky.

Dom Johnson:
Now what you know about the wilderness?
What you know about lassoing a bear in the face, or how to kill a fish?
How to skin and fillet it and listen to what I'm dealing with.
There ain't no hood in the world that gets as real as this!
You can munch your sandwich up, brother I'm hunter-gatherer.
Batteling of the scavengers, might have to punch a challenger.
Damage a hyena, vultures and all,
don't think I won't kick a wolf in the balls.
I'm a loner, a moment alone, I got to be ready for anything even though my heart's been heavy since she left me.
You can kiss my horse's arse, yeah I'm lonely now.
But I'm the lonely cowboy, you're just a lonely cow.
And now these plains round my house, she'll never spoil it.
Grounds, but now I'll shake some more rock, went to my toillet.
Rolling stone, trust me, dusty roads are where my home's at.
A man amongst the cows, but it's been nothing like Brokeback...

David Brent:
Now I'm just a lost and lonely cowboy,
Stooped and burned down on this dusty place.
And gods mysterious ways ain't welcome here today,
'cause there ain't no soul to say: "Sir, bless your pain."
Yeah, there ain't no soul to say: "Sir, bless your pain."