Wild west over Atlantic

Fear on the road, no-go zone
New York, it’s a concrete jungle

Night beasts with a chain around their bodies
The law puts it behind the door

Just living shadows of paper
Rock ‘n’ roll is still being played

It’s the Wild West
I will never go there
It’s the Wild West
I will never go there
No, no, no, no, no

All because of makeup, broken glass
The glasses are worn by a punk out of spite

Steel engines hum at night
And an easy woman for a dollar is loved

Just living shadows of paper
Rock ‘n’ roll is still being played

It’s the Wild West
I will never go there
It’s the Wild West
I will never go there
No, no, no, no, no

It’s the Wild West
I will never go there
It’s the Wild West
I will never go there
No, no, no, no, no

It’s the Wild West
I will never go there
It’s the Wild West
I will never go there

It’s the Wild West
It’s the Wild West
It’s the wild west


I will never be there

It’s the wild west (I’ll never be there)
I’ll never be there oh
It’s the wild west
I will never be there
It’s the Wild West

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