If it's a temporary lull
why'm I bored right outta my skull?
Man, I'm dressin' sharp an' feelin' dull

Lonely, I guess that's where I'm from
If I was from Canada
then I'd best be called lonesome
[BTW, I read in an interview that Paul was struck with how some people in
Canada used the word "lonesome" instead of "lonely," hence this lyric.]

And if it's just a game
Then I'll break down just in case
Hurry up, we're runnin' in our last race

Well, I laughed half the way to Tokyo
I dreamt I was Surfer Joe
An' what that means, I don't know

A dream too tired to come true
Left a rebel without a clue
And I'm searching for somethin' to do

And if it's just a game
Then we'll hold hands just the same
So what, we're bleeding but we ain't cut

And I could purge my soul perhaps
For the imminent collapse
Oh yeah, I'll tell you what we could do
You be me for a while
I'll be you

A dream too tired to come true
Left a rebel without a clue
Won't you tell me what I should do?

And if it's just a lull
why'm I bored right outta my sWell, it's trapped up inside you
There's no peace, there's no hope
When it's trapped up inside you
Well come this way
Come this way now
Your position is weakening
Your position is gone
Well, it doesn't even matter what you're thinking
It doesn't matter at all
When, it's trapped up inside you
There's no peace, there's no hope
When it's trapped up inside you
Well, come this way
Come this way now
Your opinions are changing
Your opinion's not sound , no
It doesn't even matter what the truth is
All that matter is now
When, it's trapped up inside you
There's no peace, there's no hope
When it's trapped up inside you
Well, come this way
Come this way, now
You're selling yourself
You're cold
You're selling yourself
At 27 years old
Well, it's trapped up inside you
There's no peace, there's no hope
When it's trapped up inside you
There's no peace, there's no hope
Well, come this way
Come this way now
You're selling yourself
You're cold
You're selling yourself at 27

From a town known as Wheeling, West Virginia
Rode a boy with a six-gun in his hand
And his daring life of crime
Made him a legend in his time
East and west of the Rio Grande

Well, he started with a bank in Colorado
In the pocket of his vest, a Colt he hid
And his age and his size
Took the teller by surprise
And the word spread of Billy the Kid

Well, he never traveled heavy
Yes, he always rode alone
And he soon put many older guns to shame
And he never had a sweetheart
And he never had a home
But the cowboy and the rancher knew his name

Well, he robbed his way from Utah to Oklahoma
And the law just could not seem to track him down
And it served his legend well
For the folks, they'd love to tell
'Bout when Billy the Kid came to town

Well, one cold day a posse captured Billy
And the judge said, "String 'im up for what he did!"
And the cowboys and their kin
Like the sea came pourin' in
To watch the hangin' of Billy the Kid

Well, he never traveled heavy
Yes, he always rode alone
And he soon put many older guns to shame
And he never had a sweetheart
But he finally foundIt's hard to get high
And it's hard to get thru
It's hard to hear me
When I'm talking to you
You see these hard eyes
You know what I mean
These eyes got hard
After what they've seen

I'm that hard man
So good to find
I'm that hard man
With an iron mind

I got hard
I stayed hard
Can't keep me down
Because I'm hard
I keep moving because I'm hard
I keep burning because I'm hard

I'm going over
Not getting by
Hard sense makes sense

Real pain is what I reach
The real this is what I keep
I am because I'm hard
I will because I'm hard