文本歌词

The Song Of The 7 Inch Cowboy - Pain
I'm a seven inch cowboy
With a tiny pair of six guns
Five will get you ten
I betcha never seen one
Well I'm a seven inch cowboy
How do you be
And I'm used to people gawking
And a-staring at me
But I wasnt always so gol-darned wee
Let me tell you my story
You can listen for free
For seven long years
Now that's a year for every inch I stand
I've traveled small and lonely down
The byways of this giant land
Like a country western Lilliputian
Too afraid to stop
I'm at the bottom of the food chain
Whereas I once was at the top
I wandered on foot my horse had
Done abandoned me
And every town I come to's like a
Terrible dream
The other cowboys mocked me
And spit tobacco like meteors
Watching me dodge them and laughing
At my small squeaky scream
I went to a saloon to get a drink
They wouldnt serve me
They stuffed me in a glass and slid
Me up and down the bar
And all the barroom women gathered
Round and had their way with me
They sang a song both cold and mean
Cause that's how women are
They sang a man can pan for gold and
Strike it rich and be a millionaire
Or ride the rodeo and be the best one
At it anywhere
Drive a brand new car be a movie star
Size is all that counts and there you are
And I'm a seven-inch cowboy
With a tiny pair of six guns
Five will get you ten
I bet you never seen one
Now as you can imagine I'd grown
Pretty bitter
Although that's the only way in which
I had grown
And in that seventh year I finally
Found my transgressor
The man who had shrunk me the
Worst fiend I'd ever known
The mad Professor Mentley was
His name and I drew near
I hopped upon his shoulder and
I grabbed him by the ear
I held my little pistols up and I
Told him lookee here
You made me this way it's time
To pay you gol-darned queer
The professor said wait wait
Now you know me and I know you
And you know that strange experiments
Are just what I do
It's less like a passtime and more
Like a job
Why if I didn't do it I'd be an
Unemployed slob
Now I know that won't suffice and it won't
Set you at ease
But I'm thinking fast as I can for a man
Who's down on his knees
And just this passing moment I had a
Thought here's what I thunk
Where would you be today if you hadn't
Gotten shrunk
Just another nameless cowboy a
Mediocre bumpking
Riding in the sun skin burnt the color
Of a pumpking
Reviled by the ladies ridiculed by
Other men
Nothing to set you apart nor would
There ever have been
Then I came along yes me Professor Mently
I gave you a gift though you're
Ungrateful evidently
I plucked you from your average status
Made you unique
You're a seven inch cowboy not a
Six foot freak
From every corner of the globe folks
Will come to adore you
Nations will bow and throw their
Riches before you
You'll be diminitive in stature but
A titan inside
Because I your true friend chose
To stand by your side
Now I cogitated on the words Professor
Mentley shared
And I wondered if perhaps he only said
Em cause he was scared
My guns were weighing heavy in
My hands my heart was low
When suddenly some old advice
Came to me soft and slow
Well my pop told me it don't matter
Where a fella goes
You can sail through icy straights
And misty archipelagoes
Travel to the moon orbit every star
Size don't really count and there you are
You're still a man however big you are
And I'm a seven-inch cowboy
With a tiny pair of six guns
Five will get you ten
You'll never see another one
I guess Professor Mentley had a
Point although I shot him anyway
There's never been a gentleman like
Me and that is safe to say
Well I've thought real long and hard
So hard my brain is numb
Now I say Hollywood Hollywood
Hollywood here I come