Einar
Cowboy, cowboy, in the big town

Im a cowboy in the big town
Im looking for my pony
A mans best friend is his pony
Aaah!
Im a cowboy
Aaah, cowboy!

I need my pony
I lost my pony
In the big town
Im a cowboy in the big city
Looking for my pony
Im a cowboy x3

Im not alone
Not lonely
Not alone
Not lonely
Im a cowboy
Im stuck like
A cowboy
In the big city

Björk
And he affects me
The odour of his skin, oh
It works in my head
I wanna eat him
I wanna be in him

Einar
Im a cowboy
Smelt like I sat in
In a tine-mine
Nose is struck
In the back
My back is struck
But who knows I am
I am a
Cowboy!
Cowboy!

On the second floor
On a brass bed
In a big city
I found my pony
But I paid a prize
I got a silver-bullet
Through my heart
Im a were-cowboy
I am a were-cowboy
A weeere
Weeere-cowboy

A were-cowboy
Were-cowboy
Weeere-cowboy
I am a were-cowboy
Cowboy!