In front of a stallion
you kissed your medallion
and of course
stolen was that horse

and as it was enough not
the tea then was a cold shot
your sister named Tate
was for ever even late

a sun climed the heaven blue
and you shown a right shoe
it was really all right you said
but I just forgot my head

and did not trust you for words
like I do not trust the worlds
you lived in, in and out
and talked so might about

later on you bring dead
just over just everyones head
kind of a button you pushed in
and that was all about a win

the world as I know it was gone
and it was for just everyone
now you are long gone and dead
just like my own aking head