Teksty:
Myles Alannah Rockinghorse

This is the place where nobody comes from Perfect strangers in this desert town Just out of flame, looking for favors Hungry players when the deals go

The street light crawls into a bare bulb hotel Where dead eyes shine there's a story to tell It's a life of crime on a bed of stone When the devil calls

Just a stray little Gypsy boy, Trying on the highway for size A cowboy kid cracking 105 Crossing the New Mexico line I believe we got a live one here

be the rockinghorse I ride If I showed no fear and held you like a child Running through the darkness till there's morning in the sky Would you be the rockinghorse

You're playin' with my thunder, heavens knows I sometimes wonder who you are You're so sweet but on the street, who do you meet when we're apart I see

Nothin' in your pocket, something up your sleeve You look right up my alley, coming down my street The gun goes off at midnight, whistle blows at dawn

you be the rockinghorse I ride If I showed no fear and held you like a child Running through the darkness till there's morning in the sky Would you be the rockinghorse

Just a stray little Gypsy boy, trying on the highway for size A cowboy kid cracking 105, crossing the New Mexico line (I believe) I believe we got a

Sonny say you will, take me strolling with you out on the boardwalk 'Cause you know you always make me feel Like we are lovers on parade with your sweet