Es gibt sehr, sehr wenige Tage im Leben eines Thrashers, da passt Mr Blend-a-dent Lächeln Bon Jovi – von dessen Konzerten ich notabene auch schon flüchten musste – aber heute, ja genau heute ist so ein Tag, da passt dieser Song einfach
It’s all the same, only the names will change
Everyday it seems we’re wasting away
Another place where the faces are so cold
I’d drive all night just to get back homeI’m a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride
I’m wanted, dead or alive
Wanted, dead or aliveSometimes I sleep, sometimes it’s not for days
And the people I meet always go their separate ways
Sometimes you tell the day
By the bottle that you drink
And times when you’re alone, when all you do is thinkI’m a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride
I’m wanted (wanted), dead or alive
Wanted (wanted), dead or aliveI’m a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride
I’m wanted (wanted), dead or aliveAnd I walk these streets, a loaded six string on my back
I play for keeps ’cause I might not make it back
I’ve been everywhere, still I’m standing tall
I’ve seen a million faces and I’ve rocked them all‘Cause I’m a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride
I’m wanted (wanted), dead or aliveAnd I’m a cowboy, I got the night on my side
And I’m wanted (wanted), dead or aliveAnd I ride (and I ride) dead or alive
I still ride (I still ride) dead or alive
Dead or alive
Dead or alive
Dead or alive
Dead or alive