Wannabe Cowboys by The Weather Machine Lyrics

Rodeo back in nineteen ninety-something
By a wannabe cowboy town
On the edge of bein' found
And we're in high school
Don't wanna be cool
With red dust on tennis shoes
We don't see the horses no we never see the bulls
We run behind the bleachers
Watch the wannabe cowboys chew
And we wanna be cowboys too
But won't ever admit it

And I don't drink alcohol but she's an old pro
She's had her share of cigarettes with attitude that kinda says no
But I'm a yes man
We'd like to think that nobody gets it

But relax
You can relax
Because nobody's comin' over
Tonight
And I'm alive I'm alive I believe that I'm alive
I got a sturdy coat keepin' out the chill
And she's all loose ends and energy
And only a few steps ahead of me
Driftin' over the high seas
Is the clipped-off noise of amphitheater announcements
Callin' out a cowboy's name
Just tryin' to rowdy up the audience but
You can relax
Because nobody's comin' over

Tonight I look to the bright lights
Tonight there's nothin' in the way
Tonight is a joke but it's a good one
And a point but it can wait
Wait Tonight

Tonight I'm lookin' to the bright lights
Tonight there's nothin' in the way
Tonight it is a joke but it's a good one
And a point but it can wait
Wait

And tonight I'm reachin' out for big steps
Cause tonight there's nothin' in the way
Tonight it is a joke you can't remember
And nobody's comin' over
Oh nobody's comin' over
Tonight