"Break it like this!" "Break it down down this!" "Break it down like this!" "Like this!"
cowboy.. Ace cowboy.. cowboy.. Space cowboy, the McCoy all over like a Super Nova astroid Crash it back to Earth With a six shooter computer eyes and a view of this world Hold on tight when you, take flight and sooner or later You'll to land at Iron Horse Gravity takes it's course and of course, the weight of the Overrides the data, back we need you in the battle
Soul of John Black-Singing] As through the you go from style to stlye
So much room you're circling the moon And don't wanna come back down, and doom
[The Soul of Black-Singing] I look into your and wonder where you are
Eyes wide shut the inside Only you the ride only, you know the high
[The Soul of John But once again you're lost inside your head and never home
Trapped up in your thoughts, up in the web Hiding in your head amongst the dead.. ("Break it like this!")Space cowboy.. The I get, the lower I am The struggle is my life in my own hand Divided by the fate times the plus the pain Minus the and hate, nothing to gain! I just want to live it out, figure it out, clean house, be about something real that got's some to it How you see me through it? Space cowboy..
[The of John Black-Singing] Com-in
Space cowboy, come on
[The Soul of John {Aceyalone} Hang on space cowboy,{Hang on} hang on space cowboy on} Can't you me calling you? ("Break it down like this!") on space cowboy, {Hang on} hang on space cowboy {Hang on} I'm out to arrest you, yeah
I take ten paces, spaces Give me my piece of mind, you the rest of it I take no of it, no more of it I'm sure of it I can't lose, beats the odds, I'm gonna try to beat the Gods I'm gonna use this Lighting Rod, I'm get down on my job landing this ship and walk, then we could sit and talk Or make it this darkness ("Break it down down break it down like this!")
[The Soul of Black-Singing] Oh once again stuck inside your head and never coming home ("Break it down this!")
Trapped in thoughts, caught up in your head up in the web Amongst the dead
[The Soul of Black-Singing] No, no, no, no,
He'll be
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