| Song | Streetwise Cowboy |
| Artist | Demon |
| Album | Spaced Out Monkey |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Hill, Walmsley | |
| Welcome to my world | |
| You're just in time to catch the show | |
| I call the tune round here | |
| I'm the king of Leicester Square | |
| Walking on high heel shoes | |
| Living with man made blues | |
| I know all the tricks | |
| Cause I taught Jack the Lad | |
| It ain't easy | |
| Gets a little cold at night | |
| But it's my party and I know | |
| Yeah I know | |
| I'm a streetwise cowboy | |
| I no longer ride the range | |
| Cause I'm the inner city dude | |
| I'm a drifter with no name | |
| I'm a streetwise cowboy | |
| You can write it on my grave | |
| I'm a long haired beer swiggin' backpackin' | |
| Hardlivin' son of a gun with a switchblade | |
| Like the great wild west | |
| You gotta hustle just to keep yourself alive | |
| It's a balancing act | |
| An old campaigner trying to walk the line | |
| Brother can you spare some change? | |
| It's thirsty work down the old Kent Road | |
| Out on the west end trail | |
| The pickings are rich on an opening night | |
| It ain't easy | |
| Gets a little cold at night | |
| But it's my party and I know | |
| Yeah I know | |
| I'm a streetwise cowboy | |
| I no longer ride the range | |
| Cause I'm the inner city dude | |
| I'm a drifter with no name | |
| I'm a streetwise cowboy | |
| You can write it on my grave | |
| I'm a long haired beer swiggin' backpackin' | |
| Hardlivin' son of a gun with a switchblade | |
| I'm a streetwise cowboy | |
| I no longer ride the range | |
| Cause I'm the inner city dude | |
| I'm a drifter with no name | |
| I'm a streetwise cowboy | |
| You can write it on my grave | |
| I'm a long haired beer swiggin' backpackin' | |
| Hardlivin' son of a gun with a switchblade | |
| I'm a streetwise cowboy | |
| I no longer ride the range | |
| Cause I'm the inner city dude | |
| I'm a drifter with no name | |
| I'm a streetwise cowboy | |
| You can write it on my grave | |
| I'm a long haired beer swiggin' backpackin' | |
| Hardlivin' son of a gun with a switchblade |
| zuo qu : Hill, Walmsley | |
| Welcome to my world | |
| You' re just in time to catch the show | |
| I call the tune round here | |
| I' m the king of Leicester Square | |
| Walking on high heel shoes | |
| Living with man made blues | |
| I know all the tricks | |
| Cause I taught Jack the Lad | |
| It ain' t easy | |
| Gets a little cold at night | |
| But it' s my party and I know | |
| Yeah I know | |
| I' m a streetwise cowboy | |
| I no longer ride the range | |
| Cause I' m the inner city dude | |
| I' m a drifter with no name | |
| I' m a streetwise cowboy | |
| You can write it on my grave | |
| I' m a long haired beer swiggin' backpackin' | |
| Hardlivin' son of a gun with a switchblade | |
| Like the great wild west | |
| You gotta hustle just to keep yourself alive | |
| It' s a balancing act | |
| An old campaigner trying to walk the line | |
| Brother can you spare some change? | |
| It' s thirsty work down the old Kent Road | |
| Out on the west end trail | |
| The pickings are rich on an opening night | |
| It ain' t easy | |
| Gets a little cold at night | |
| But it' s my party and I know | |
| Yeah I know | |
| I' m a streetwise cowboy | |
| I no longer ride the range | |
| Cause I' m the inner city dude | |
| I' m a drifter with no name | |
| I' m a streetwise cowboy | |
| You can write it on my grave | |
| I' m a long haired beer swiggin' backpackin' | |
| Hardlivin' son of a gun with a switchblade | |
| I' m a streetwise cowboy | |
| I no longer ride the range | |
| Cause I' m the inner city dude | |
| I' m a drifter with no name | |
| I' m a streetwise cowboy | |
| You can write it on my grave | |
| I' m a long haired beer swiggin' backpackin' | |
| Hardlivin' son of a gun with a switchblade | |
| I' m a streetwise cowboy | |
| I no longer ride the range | |
| Cause I' m the inner city dude | |
| I' m a drifter with no name | |
| I' m a streetwise cowboy | |
| You can write it on my grave | |
| I' m a long haired beer swiggin' backpackin' | |
| Hardlivin' son of a gun with a switchblade |
| zuò qǔ : Hill, Walmsley | |
| Welcome to my world | |
| You' re just in time to catch the show | |
| I call the tune round here | |
| I' m the king of Leicester Square | |
| Walking on high heel shoes | |
| Living with man made blues | |
| I know all the tricks | |
| Cause I taught Jack the Lad | |
| It ain' t easy | |
| Gets a little cold at night | |
| But it' s my party and I know | |
| Yeah I know | |
| I' m a streetwise cowboy | |
| I no longer ride the range | |
| Cause I' m the inner city dude | |
| I' m a drifter with no name | |
| I' m a streetwise cowboy | |
| You can write it on my grave | |
| I' m a long haired beer swiggin' backpackin' | |
| Hardlivin' son of a gun with a switchblade | |
| Like the great wild west | |
| You gotta hustle just to keep yourself alive | |
| It' s a balancing act | |
| An old campaigner trying to walk the line | |
| Brother can you spare some change? | |
| It' s thirsty work down the old Kent Road | |
| Out on the west end trail | |
| The pickings are rich on an opening night | |
| It ain' t easy | |
| Gets a little cold at night | |
| But it' s my party and I know | |
| Yeah I know | |
| I' m a streetwise cowboy | |
| I no longer ride the range | |
| Cause I' m the inner city dude | |
| I' m a drifter with no name | |
| I' m a streetwise cowboy | |
| You can write it on my grave | |
| I' m a long haired beer swiggin' backpackin' | |
| Hardlivin' son of a gun with a switchblade | |
| I' m a streetwise cowboy | |
| I no longer ride the range | |
| Cause I' m the inner city dude | |
| I' m a drifter with no name | |
| I' m a streetwise cowboy | |
| You can write it on my grave | |
| I' m a long haired beer swiggin' backpackin' | |
| Hardlivin' son of a gun with a switchblade | |
| I' m a streetwise cowboy | |
| I no longer ride the range | |
| Cause I' m the inner city dude | |
| I' m a drifter with no name | |
| I' m a streetwise cowboy | |
| You can write it on my grave | |
| I' m a long haired beer swiggin' backpackin' | |
| Hardlivin' son of a gun with a switchblade |