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Linguaggio delle canzoni: inglese
I'm a Yahoo |
| Ears up, honey — money don’t grow on trees |
| So if you wanna walk away with a fistful of dollars |
| You oughta listen to me |
| You see, I’m a little good, along with plenty bad |
| But ugly is something I simply never had |
| A buckin' bronco never stops kickin' |
| So while the clock’s tickin' here’s the thing about the wicked |
| If you lay 'em to rest, they ain’t gonna sleep good |
| So put me on ice, even though you know I won’t keep put |
| I’ll get back in the saddle and leave this whole galaxy shook |
| I’m all of Buzz Aldrin, crossed with Clint Eastwood |
| Around the Outer Worlds, I’ve found no boundaries |
| Just stores of resources and thousands of bounties |
| Break any law that I want, that’s the only flaw that I’ve got |
| This bandit’s raisin' the bar, now step right up for your shot |
| This cantina’s full of dreamers, and lately I’ve been spacin' |
| Cuz playin' by the rules? Well, that ain’t my vocation |
| If light has set the speed limit, why not try to break it? |
| Hell, I did it in my sleep, while in cryostasis |
| But I grew tired of lyin' in wait in hibernation |
| Now that I’m wide awake, this system is mine to take and |
| Become the reason all these leader’s heads are kind of achin' |
| I’m the problem to their solution — no solvin' my equation |
| Cuz I’m the unseen variable |
| In this prison, just to breathe is deemed charitable |
| I know the board has priorities, but I’m bored of authority |
| I guess playin' rebel is becomin' sort of a sport to me |
| I’m a galactic gunslinger, such a dangerous dude |
| I’m a lone ranger, and this ain’t a planet for two |
| So plant your lips on my ass, now you’re the man in my moon |
| If you’re a space cowboy, it’s you I’m panderin' to |
| You gotta get up off your wazoo |
| Singin' yeehaw, yippee ki yay |
| Holla back if you’re a yahoo |
| Save a highroad, take the highway |
| Life’s wild on the final frontier |
| No denyin', I’m the fliest one here |
| Cuz bucko, I’m a yahoo |
| Yappin' yeehaw, yippee ki yay |
| Welcome to the interstellar rodeo |
| I used to be a nobody, soon you’ll get to know me though |
| Especially the whole board, cuz I’m gonna clean this slate |
| Theodore Roosevelt would’ve been rollin' in his grave |
| With this sordid corporate takeover, I’ll sort it |
| If you’re onboard with 'em, consider your mission aborted |
| Cuz we brought our space force, and we’re not sharin' orbit |
| If you wasn’t scared yet, prepare for terror-formin' |
| We gettin' rowdy on the Halcyon Colony |
| Tearin' down monopolies without an apology |
| Got a bounty on my head, but now I’m proud of it, honestly |
| All my fellow cowboys, mount your saddles and follow me |
| And ride thy steed at times three lightspeed |
| Wanna see my license? Like I need ID |
| Step into the Emerald Vale and set my wild side free |
| Think you got a quickdraw? Skin your pistol, try me |
| What a shame, you ain’t a daisy at all |
| Better to end up in a coffin than locked in Tartarus walls |
| Although it may be cold in space, I ain’t takin' the fall |
| If you blame my Shrink Ray for the state of your balls |
| It’s been a long journey, guess it could’ve gone worse |
| You got a lot to learn from me, they woke me up first |
| You be careful who you trust — sometimes trust hurts |
| I only trust my gun, and it just works |
| You gotta get up off your wazoo |
| Singin' yeehaw, yippee ki yay |
| Holla back if you’re a yahoo |
| Save a highroad, take the highway |
| Life’s wild on the final frontier |
| No denyin', I’m the fliest one here |
| Cuz bucko, I’m a yahoo |
| Yappin' yeehaw, yippee ki yay |
| You gotta get up off your wazoo |
| Singin' yeehaw, yippee ki yay |
| Holla back if you’re a yahoo |
| Save a highroad, take the highway |
| Life’s wild on the final frontier |
| No denyin', I’m the fliest one here |
| Cuz bucko, I’m a yahoo |
| Yappin' yeehaw, yippee ki yay |