Some people get a cheap laugh breakin’ up the speed limit,
Scaring up pedestrians for a minute,
Crossing up the progress, driving on the grass,
Leaving just enough for room to pass.
Sunday driver never took a test,
Oh yeah,
Once upon a time in the West.
Yeah, it’s no use sayin’ that you don’t know nothin’,
Still gonna get you if don’t do somethin’.
Sittin’ on the fence that’s a dangerous course,
You might even catch a bullet from the peacekeepin’ force.
Even the hero gets a bullet in the chest,
Oh yeah,
Once upon a time in the West,
Mother Mary your children are slaughtered,
Some of you mothers better lock up your daughters.
Who’s protectin’ the innocenti,
Heap big trouble in the land of plenty.
Tell me how we’re gonna do what’s best,
You guess, once upon a time in the West.
Mr. Choo-choo!
Is that Powell, Puulaahi? It’s sweet.
without looking anything like a surrealist painting, this feels a lot like Salvador Dali’s work
Some people get a cheap laugh breakin’ up the speed limit,
Scaring up pedestrians for a minute,
Crossing up the progress, driving on the grass,
Leaving just enough for room to pass.
Sunday driver never took a test,
Oh yeah,
Once upon a time in the West.
Yeah, it’s no use sayin’ that you don’t know nothin’,
Still gonna get you if don’t do somethin’.
Sittin’ on the fence that’s a dangerous course,
You might even catch a bullet from the peacekeepin’ force.
Even the hero gets a bullet in the chest,
Oh yeah,
Once upon a time in the West,
Mother Mary your children are slaughtered,
Some of you mothers better lock up your daughters.
Who’s protectin’ the innocenti,
Heap big trouble in the land of plenty.
Tell me how we’re gonna do what’s best,
You guess, once upon a time in the West.
Oh yeah,
Once upon a time in the West.