The Cow’s Wrong Songtext
von The Beta Band

I went down to the county drugstore
I fought with the county law
I went out with my little boy
And I told him
Hon, I can′t see you no more

The cows in the field of sight
The sun lay in an orange bag
The wind blew around an island
Where the people could never get back

My dog, my dog, my black dog
He took a ride on a cookie train
He couldn't handle the ride
Took a ride on a cookie train


Went back to the shops yesterday
To look at the big blue eyes
She was passing me by
She was passing me by
She was passing by little me
She had love in her eyes
I could see all right

Went to select the savors fruit side
Designs of a grapefruit tree
Fought on a strand on a slab on a slope
Somebody said to me
He said how did they do to you little boy
Would you like a car to get you some food
No more time you can come on home
When I′m done with you out of the room

There's nobody here but me and the holy light

Nobody rising getting high on the wire
Nobody rising getting high on the wire
Nobody rising getting high on the wire
Nobody rising getting high on the wire
Nobody rising getting high on the wire
Nobody rising getting high on the wire
High on the wire
High on the wire


Fucked up my room into a war
Fucked up my life that's in the blue box
Then I ran down the road
Kept my shoes in the air
And I

Took the fair on the dog shit

Summertime
Summertime
Summertime
Summertime
Summertime
Summertime
Summertime
Summertime

Running up and down
Running up and down

Running up and down

Running up and down
Running up and down

Running up and down
Running up and down
Running up and down
Running up and down
Running up and down
Running up and down
Running up and down
Running up and down
Running up and down

I fucked it up
I fucked it up
I fucked it up
I fucked it up
I fucked it up