Colorado - Shannon McNally

Nobody move, nobody breathe

No one gets hurt but me

Put the goods in the bag, lay it down easy

Colorado

The horses want to run up Fifth Avenue, yeah

And I’d run too but I’m wearing these high heeled shoes

Someone trip the alarm, sirens come screaming

Colorado, Colorado

Everyone put their hands on their head

And their eyes on the ground

No matter what you hear

Don’t turn around

Likely to get messy

And it’s likely to get loud, to get loud, to get loud

And I’d prefer to spare everyone but me the sight

Of it all falling down

Cat’s in the bag, so lay it down easy

Colorado, Colorado

Never knew how I felt till I felt that gun in my hands

Never knew the sound of my voice till I heard it with that gun in my hand

I’m going out those front doors like butch and sun-dance

Gunning straight down the middle with the sun in my eyes

Wanting for nothing but one bold moment in a fearless life

Today is a may day

With a fair wind blowing

Today no more may days

It’s a good day to die

What else could I do?

You see how it goes

You’re left with no front door

And a back door that’s closed

So when they ask

My name is Colorado, Colorado

Is Colorado, is Colorado