Private Planes of the Old West
Cut in line, take what's mine, we don't know what country we're in now
(From the old west,
cartoon cowboys glide in to a cowboy
playground on the white wings of some private planes)
Plow your path with fuzzy math,
you don't care what country you're in now
(Open carry, here for the money,
plentiful and probably tax free, they can play soldier, finally!)
From private planes of the Old West they won't apologize
(From the old west,
cartoon cowboys glide in to a cowboy
playground on the white wings of some private planes)
Plow your path with fuzzy math,
you don't care what country you're in now
(Open carry, here for the money,
plentiful and probably tax free, they can play soldier, finally!)
From private planes of the Old West they won't apologize
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