Oh, give me land, lots of land under starry skies above
But don’t fence me in
Let me ride through the wide open country that I love
Don’t fence me in

Let me be by myself in the evenin’ breeze
And listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees
Send me off forever but I ask you please
Don’t fence me in

Just turn me loose, let me straddle my old saddle
Underneath the western skies
On my cayuse, let me wander over yonder
Till I see the mountains rise

I want to ride to the ridge where the West commences
Gaze at the moon till I lose my senses
I can’t look at the hobbles and I can’t stand fences
Don’t fence me in

Alright
(Land, lots of land, lots of land, lots of land
Land, lots of land, starry skies above
Starry skies above, starry skies above
Land, lots of land, lots of land, lots of land)

Let me be by myself in the evenin’ breeze
And listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees
Send me off forever but I beg you please
Don’t fence me in

Oh no, don’t fence me in

Originally by Cole Porter. The Killers’ version was available in 2013 when used for the Tourism Nevada campaign

(ft. Catherine Ireton)

There is no way I’m looking for a boyfriend
There is no way I’m looking for a scene
I need to save some dough
I’m a working girl you know
I’ll fend attention off
I keep to myself

I love my room, I’m getting used to sleeping
Some nights I really like to lie awake
I hear the midnight birds,
The message in their words,
The dawn will touch me in a way
A boy could never touch
Their promise never meant so much to me

You have been warned, I’m born to be contrary
Backward at school, I wrote from right to left
Teacher never cared for me
Preacher said a prayer for me
God help the girl,
She needs all the help she can get

I sit for hours just waiting for his phone call
I’ll eat the chocolate hidden in the fridge
I’ll play his messages, analyze his intonation
Please stop me there, I’m even boring myself.

I think of him when I’m doing the dishes (doing the dishes, doing the dishes)
I think of him while looking in the sink (in the sink, in the sink)
This ain’t no play on words
My love for him is absurd
If he gave me a sign, I’d think about it for a week
I’d build it up and then I’d turn him down.

You have been warned, I’m born to be contrary
Backward at school, I wrote from right to left
Teacher never cared for me
Preacher said a prayer for me
God help the girl,
She needs all the help she can get

agoraphobe

Tonight,
A bird will fly
And collide
With the windows of this apartment

(It’s all yours)
We’ll stay home
Agoraphobe
I never want to go out there
I never want to go
Stay home (Stay home)
Agoraphobe
I never want to go out there
I never want to go
Stay home (We’ll stay home)
Agoraphobe
I never want to go out there
I never want to go
Stay home (We’ll stay home)
Agoraphobe
I never want to go out there
I never want to go
Stay home (We’ll stay home)
Agoraphobe
I never want to go out there
I never want to go
Stay home (We’ll stay home)
I never want to go out there

We’ll stay home (stay home) [repeated several times, layered over other lines]
Agoraphobe [repeated several times, layered over other lines]
Never want to go out there [repeated several times, layered over other lines]

Tonight
Tonight
Tonight
Tonight
Tonight
Tonight
Tonight
Tonight
Tonight (to fade)

(I vastly prefer the Matt Good/Ryan Dahle version to the version released by Ryan alone. Just an overall better sound/emotion/etc. Too bad it’s no longer available for purchase.)

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