I´m gonna fight this fight and try to get out of here and I´m going in with my life to make sure that you´ll disappear
and I will mount you press my knees on both sides and you will let me let me ride
and if you don´t than I won´t leave you galloping in my national park I´ll track you down ´cause I know every corner of this countryside
and I will mount you press my knees on both sides and you will let me let me ride
I´ll pull your mane as hard as I can stick my fingers in your mouth with my cramped-up hand until you stop then I´ll try to get off still I´m hanging in your body parts
even though you are ten Goliats I´ll hold, I´ll hold at least your head and as I rest on my wounded left I´ll kick you randomly in the chest and I´ll show you how ribs can capture air and leave unbearable pressure
and when you´re down I´ll lay beside you I´ll catch the remaining glimmer in your eyes and then later I´ll ask you as my last and final rescue
now you know tell me why and then I´ll let you I´ll let you ride