文本歌词

Western Star - Frank Black and the Catholics/Frank Black
Sun she burns mean and big I think Ill go to Cafe Noir
Big screen turns me on Im gonna be your western star
How hard can it be I get my freon bingo
Inside your cool and soft sarong
Rolling on the moquette inside a culdesac kampong
How hard can it be How hard can it be
When youre a western star shining and free
Dont you know that a star burns best
How hard can it be I said now how hard can it be
Shes so sentimental shes got my picture in her head
The tool man is in her dreams I was lifted when she said
How hard can it be How hard can it be
When youre a western star shining and free
Dont you know that a star burns best
How hard can it be I said now how hard can it be
Now hes headed skyward standing up on piles of plywood
And all he thinks about is how he looks like Heroes period Bowie
And his figure blocks the light and he takes away the night
And hes dancing to the new bolero
You soy un pistolero Im not shakin in my boots
Im ruler of this moon boy so if you move I shoot
How hard can it be How hard can it be
When youre a western star shining and free
Dont you know that a star burns best
How hard can it be I said now how hard can it be
How hard can it be
When youre a western star shining and free
Dont you know that a star burns best
How hard can it be I said now how hard can it be
How hard can it be
Dancing to the new bolero
Dancing to the new bolero
Dancing to the new bolero
Dancing to the new bolero
Dancing to the new bolero