Testo Cowtown

It's so hot around
And the schools let out
So the pools will flood
Write my name in mud
And I feel like flying away from here
Yeah, I feel like crying, but I'm all out of tears

Well, "freedom" was a pretty word they'd throw around the chapel All the blonde-haired angels throwing songs at the ceiling
'Til they'd all come falling
One by one
Yeah, they'd all come falling
Out into nothing

It's so hot around
In this old cowtown
Where no one ever makes a sound
Except me on this guitar
And I feel like flying away from here
Yeah, I feel like crying, but I'm all out of tears