[Verse] On the edge of the corner of cowboy street Life is stuck everywhere from the sun to the bedsheets No one thinks that we will make big But we will try to make them a fig [Verse 2] Colors swirl in the morning light Everybody shouts to fight at night No one ever wants to see our grace Frowns glued upon every face [Chorus] Every commie cowboy is the same They all reject our punk star fame Cocaine flavors in the air Everybody thinks that this is fair [Verse 3] In this world of alley ways Everybody makes their pays Stick around and you will see Commie cowboys kill them for me [Bridge] We got memories we'll never Darkened and gloomy with bloody hues Every wall makes everything sad Joseph Stalin makes me mad Nobody thinks we’ll be big We will make them die a fig [Chorus] March on their lies Kill their darkened ties As we said in every heart a fire burns Revolutions wheel turned Every commie cowboy is the same They all reject our punk star fame Cocaine flavors in the air Everybody thinks that this is fair [Guitar solo] [End]