I Wanna Be a Cowboy, Baby! - CMAT

My family tradition tends to make me into something that I'm not But I can't think of a better thing for me to be than me, and that's alright by me I don't want to spend my days and nights and years inside some office building No! Just give me the outdoors, a white horse and an old ten-gallon hat What's wrong with that? Not a thing - I just sing I wanna grow up to be a cowboy, just like Buffalo Bill I said it when I was a five-year-old and I guess I always will Cause the cowboy gets the bad guy, and the cowboy gets the girl Best of all he gets a Colt .45 with a handle made of pearl In my dreams I'm the Sheriff of Laredo, and a Texas Ranger too I'm the man who told Geronimo just where to go and what he had to do But the mornin' brings reality right back to me, and damn I'm late for work They can't take my dreams away I'm gonna grow up to be a cowboy, just like Buffalo Bill I said it when I was a five-year-old and I guess I always will Cause the cowboy gets the bad guy, and the cowboy gets the girl Best of all he gets a Colt .45 with a handle made of pearl Oh yeah, I'm gonna grow up to be a cowboy, just like Buffalo Bill I said it when I was a little boy and I guess I always will The cowboy gets the bad guy. The cowboy gets the girl Best of all he gets a Colt .45 with a handle made of pearl A handle made of pearl

Open yourself, let me inside Open your arms, I have nowhere To go, so let me into you I need to be where nothing can hurt me Open your legs to let me crawl Inside of you, I need to be Inside your womb, so take me home Inside of you, envelope me, I'm home Bringin' me down Bringin' me down I wanna be your baby Bringin' me down Bringin' me down Bringin' me down I wanna be your baby Bringin' me down Open your lips and take me in I need to be inside within Let me become a part of you Let me inside of you, swallow me whole I want to know the things you hide I want to feel the things you feel I want to breathe the air you breathe I want to live inside of you, take me Bringin' me down Bringin' me down I wanna be your baby Bringin' me down Bringin' me down Bringin' me down I wanna be your baby Bringin' me down Let me live inside Let me live inside Let me live inside Let me live inside

Selling shoes Another loser working in a shopping mall 9 to 5 A slave driver telling me "Get on the ball!" A crowded store I kneel before them Misery beyond compare Sweaty socks A lady boxer What's she got against fresh air? I want an ocean and some sunscreen lotion Take me to the beach with a thousand pretty girls in reach I, I, I wanna be a lifeguard (help, help, help, help) I, I, I wanna guard your life I, I, I wanna be a lifeguard (lifeguard, lifeguard) Hardly any clothes (lifeguard) Sand between my toes (lifeguard) White stuff on my nose Selling shoes Another loser working in a shopping mall I'm getting fat What does it matter? Nobody cares at all But next July, I'll say goodbye to every out-of-it, dull-witted fool Convert their feet into meters, marking distance at the swimming pool Summer blondes revealing tanlines I'll make more moves than Allied Van Lines I, I, I wanna be a lifeguard (be a big man, now... get a great tan, now) I, I, I wanna guard your life I, I, I wanna be a lifeguard (lifeguard, lifeguard) Sitting on my chair (lifeguard) In the salty air (lifeguard) White stuff on my nose I, I, I wanna be a lifeguard (help, help, help, help) I, I, I wanna guard your life I, I, I wanna be a lifeguard (lifeguard, lifeguard) Lounging on the deck (lifeguard) Whistle 'round my neck (lifeguard) White stuff in my nose I, I, I wanna be a lifeguard (lifeguard, lifeguard)

[John Lennon cover] Well i don't wanna be a soldier mamma, i don't wanna die Well i don't wanna be a sailor mamma, i don't wanna fly Well i don't wanna be a failure mamma, i don't wanna cry Well i don't wanna be a soldier mamma, i don't wanna die Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no Well i don't wanna be a rich man mamma, i don't wanna cry Well i don't wanna be a poor man mamma, i don't wanna fly Well i don't wanna be a lawyer mamma, i don't wanna lie Well i don't wanna be a soldier mamma, i don't wanna die Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no Well i don't wanna be a beggar mamma, i don't wanna die Well i don't wanna be a theif now mamma, i don't wanna fly Well i don't wanna be a churchman mamma, i don't wanna cry Well i don't wanna be a soldier mamma, i don't wanna die Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no Hit it! Well i don't wanna be a soldier mamma, i don't wanna die Well i don't wanna be a sailor mamma, i don't wanna fly Well i don't wanna be a failure mamma, i don't wanna cry Well i don't wanna be a soldier mamma, i don't wanna die Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no I'm tilting on the break of shit Decisions making in my life Makes me loose it i ain't taking it this way i ain't making it There n mistakes but if i'm wrong i will pay for it Like them bills i hate to pay Today i stay brave to win every day i'm a soldier I don't wanna die. I ain't know killer either So why does mama cry? She needs to feed her child But she's a child in her father's eyes Ya'll better recognize The power parents recking with Does it make sense to make way for censorship? It's brains we messing with Across the planes we got kids n chains and whips Who live their lives censor less but we couldn't give a shit. I don't wanna lie Cheaters will cheat Some will rather reach jesus Before meeting defeat I think it's easy to see i you be seeing these streets Sometimes my eyes Can't believe what they see, On tv, young like me sent over seas Sent over greed i believe Is this what we need? Yo these guys like me. To add fire to the fuel Life twisted my views Just from flicking the news I gives me the early 21st century blues But we making it threw Make what you make it You can't redo what you do I'm the living proof making it threw the 21st century blues Peace.