Il testo della Amarillo sleeps on my pillow

Stay close if you wanna keep up
But don't dare turn around
Go ahead, find a bull's-eye my friend
But know you're gonna get the horn

A yellow belly's never havin' the guts
But god how he gets the glory
The west was won from a cheater with a gun
And i hope he never lives it down

Minced words from anonymous cowards
Fell down from kingdom come
The threatened source of this obstacle course
Had us cornered in a guessing game

Every attempt turned a kettle of fish
And loves making its waves
If i had to guess, he's still makin' a mess
Worse than any thunderstorm

No one turned over leaves
No one's branching out
No one went on a limb when he belted out
Get gone
Someone looked for a clue, someone got the ax
Someone yelled in the wake of the great collapse
Get gone

Let's stall like a neanderthal
That can't make up his mind
And not sore if we've heard it before
Broken records wanna make a case

The croppers came
And were spinnin' a yarn
Our ears still opened up
If failed attempts were a lottery ticket
You can bet i'd be rakin' it in

No one turned over leaves
No one's branching out
No one went on a limb when he belted out
Get gone
Someone looked for a clue, someone got the ax

Someone yelled in the wake of the great collapse
Get gone