I would walk the plank

I would die with my boots on

Like all good cowboys do

And you could find the treasure on your shore

Star spangled winter night

Drags me up and out of bed

I'm all riled up

And I dream dream, dream, dream, dream

Guys in ties and manly thighs

Aren't supposed to hide their eyes

Unless they have no alibis

And then they must die in disguise