Lyrics

if I was a Rodeo
i'd open up the stables
look out on the crowd
sit back in my saddle

if I was a country club
i'd walk out on the green
open up the champagne
and call the calvary

If I was a border town
i'd build myself a playground
Offer milk and tea
to the refugees

if I was a latin mass
i'd sing against the cadence
kiss you like a martyr
dead in the catacombs

make my life as true as places
hold my hand for real
teach the children weights and measures
let them run in fields

if I was a careless girl
brought up in a hotel
i'd often make a scene
and sell a magazine

'cause i like to drive fast,
try to make a blow last
you can't leave me behind,
'cause i'm no Madeline

make my life as true as places
hold my hand for real
teach the children weights and measures
let them run in fields

Rodeo! Rodeo! Rodeo!

if I was a Rodeo,
i'd open up the stables
look out on the crowd,
sit back in my saddle

if I was a Latin Mass,
i'd sing against the cadence
kiss you like a martyr
dead in the catacombs
kiss you like a martyr
dead in the catacombs