W.S.D.

Dressed as a cowboy on top of a hill
it's sadder than it probably sounds
He gets lovely the more he's ill,
don't o.d. on him now
Dressed as a woman with horrible hair
and singing to the birds in town
Who goes walking through traffic out there,
what they say about you?
Married to me is a hungry son
who wants to push me from the second floor
We're so disco we can't get on
in this world anymore
Dressed as a cowboy in a permanent
gag it's sadder than it probably sounds
So fucking what if he's licking the bag,
ar..hahaha..
ar..r ha,is it true
what they say about you two?