A portrait of the artist as a fountain
Riding off into the sunset alone
Checks his ears, nose and eyes as he travels
He's a cowboy, he's the cowboy now
A portrait of the artist as a fountain
Wishes farewell to the clowns on the way
And he says, "run from fear, fun from rear"
That's what he'll say, that's what he'll say to them
Riding off into the sunset alone
Checks his ears, nose and eyes as he travels
He's a cowboy, he's the cowboy now
A portrait of the artist as a fountain
Wishes farewell to the clowns on the way
And he says, "run from fear, fun from rear"
That's what he'll say, that's what he'll say to them