so you want to be
a rodeo princess
maybe the queen -
to ride down the
main streets of
grubby little towns
(just like home).
and you can be
in the grand entry
at every rodeo
grinding fairground
dirt to fairy powder.
and you can be
in the grand entry
at every rodeo
grinding fairground
dirt to fairy powder.
all we ask is this:
don’t be too different, too
don’t be too different, too
chubby, too intellectual - oh!
and you must promise to
keep out of trouble while
you're representing us...
so no one can point
and snicker. here's how
we’ll know you’re good enough:
and you must promise to
keep out of trouble while
you're representing us...
so no one can point
and snicker. here's how
we’ll know you’re good enough:
you won’t fall off, you will sell
tickets like hell, and you will
tickets like hell, and you will
buy the company line.
news from a small town 33, August 2011