Wild West

I'm on the road again
How did it come to this?
Don't know where I'm going
But I'm looking for eternal bliss

I'm like a rolling stone
I can't stay in one place
When you start to get bitter
And you wanna get better
You gotta change the taste

I gotta hit the highway
Yeah, here I go again
Got nothing in my pocket
But in my heart there's a burning flame

I'm a savage runaway since 1993
Got nothing to my name
But that's about to change

'Cause I'm going to the wild wild west
Where the only rest is for the wicked
Where even if you do your best
And you pass that test
Doesn't mean you'll make it

Going to the wild wild west
'Cause it's the best place for business
Got a can-do attitude, and nothing to lose
So why the hell wouldn't I risk it?

I'm on the road again
And I still didn't get too far
Got my studded chaps on, my cowboy boots
And I'm playing my spaghetti guitar

I dressed up and I put it on
Hoping I'd fit the scene
Took 30 damn years to figure out
I just gotta be me

Going to the wild wild west
Where the only rest is for the wicked
Where even if you do your best
And you pass that test
Doesn't mean you'll make it

Going to the wild wild west
'Cause it's the best place for business
Got a can-do attitude, and nothing to lose
So why the hell wouldn't I risk it?

Why the hell wouldn't I risk it?

Welcome to the wild wild west
Welcome to the wild wild west
Welcome to the wild wild west
You get one shot, your 15 minutes
Saddle up now, don't you miss it

'Cause I'm going to the wild wild west
Where the only rest is for the wicked
Where even if you do your best
And you pass the test
Doesn't mean you'll make it

Going to the wild wild west
'Cause it's the best place for business
Got a can-do attitude, аnd nothing to lose
So why the hell wouldn't I risk it?
Oh, why the hell wouldn't I risk it?

Welcome to the wild wild weѕt



Credits
Writer(s): Bashar Murad, Einar Hrafn Stefánsson
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