There’s a shoot-out on the bowling green

The pianola’s full of holes

The Man with No Name’s

Got a Zimmer frame 

And a tray of sausage rolls

He’s a High Plains drifter 

Not from round here

The strong and silent type

Got a dance partner, can’t lift her

They practice moves on Skype

At the monthly hoedown 

At the nursing home 

He wears a felt ten-gallon hat

It’s ...

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rambling wide was what I did

saloons and bars near and far,

winds alive behind my back

horizons lit by a guiding star

I never thought much different

till she caught my horse's rein,

she taught me to settle down,

didn't need my horse's mane

she's sassy and bright and clever

I grew to love the kegs she wore,

she's the mother of my kid now

she's the girl I s...

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Flash Mob,

We're the greatest gangsters

since the Wild Wild West.

For what we do

we're the very best.

We're the Flash Mob,

We're the Flash Mob.

Back in Chi Town they were run by Capone

I prefer to make a racket with my Al CaBone.

Hipsters think the Flash Mob is all about Twitter

but just like Babe Ruth I'm a heavy hitter.

This is a stick ...

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Mornin' on the desert, and the wind is blowin' free,

the elements have freedom,

but what about me?

Trailing from bar to bar

like new age saloons,

why's it so hard

just to find me a home?

I keep on wandering,

wondering where's my milk and honey?

People sippin' on moonshine

or as some call it money.

Mornin' on the desert, and th...

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