Back in the muther f**kin saddle
My six shooter strapped and I`m lookin for a battle
Out on the plains I`m just a loner
My saddle horn rubs right and yo it`s givin me a boner
I got thoughts of annie oakley
But that buck toothed tramp in that last town she broke me
And we didn`t even f**k
I gave my last gold tooth `n gold nugget to get my dick sucked
3 days out on the frontier
And I`d kill for a cheap whore and a barrel of cold beer
I need a slut for a service
I take a peak at the shiip and they all run away nervous
Man I gotta get my rocks off
`cause my wranglers don`t fit right unless my c**k`s soft
Long nights by the fire me a trigger.....go figure
(chorus)i`m a desperate rado
Didn`t take any practice
A desperate rado
Got a c**k like a cactus
Now I drift through the desert like a wild coyote
Horny as a toad trippin off peyote
Holdin uptrains and gettin goods by the sack
I`m known thru out the west as the pie eyed mack
And to the law I`m no stranger
I`m wanted dead or alive `cause I shot the lone ranger
And then tonto tried to get down
So I boned his bitch slit he`s throat and then I skipped town
That`s the way I run my show
Paint towns red
F**k hoes and then I lay low
I know you think I`m archaic
But my dick`s like a sword
I see pussy and wanna slay it
Out on the plains it gets linely
Sometimes I feel homely
New faces
New towns no one knows me
Guns c**ked in my holster
U see my face in each town nailed to a pole on a poster
I`m always lookin for the quick buck
Then always blowin my cash on a bitch with a big butt
Some say my head`s hollow
F**k em....i`m just a
(chorus ii)desperate rado
Trottin thru the bad lands
A desperate rado
Tokin down with all the cowhands
A desperate rado
Didn`t take much practice
A desperate rado
Got a c**k like a cactus
Now I f**k whores by the scores up ten fold on any fellow
In any town I can be found at the local bordello
Never yellow never chicken listen for my spurs draggin,
And when I`m kickin dust you better circle up the wagons
So when I rip thru your town don`t be gawkin
Just tip your hat and tex keep walkin
`cause I`m a gun slingin top hand
F**k with me and you`ll go out like custer at his last stand
I`m a low down buckaroo
If you leave me alone with your mother then I`ll f**k her too
`cause I`m a sidewinding nomad
And morals in upbringing is something that I never had
Known as the ruff ridin texan
A bad buck from the day of my inception.
And I was raised in the poor house
My mother kicked me out so she could start a whore house
Now since the day I left the corral
I`ve been on a quest for the plant that`s called mescal
`cause pale rider once pulled me aside
And told me that high was the best way to ride...
(chorus iii)now I`m a desperate rado
Always lookin for a fight
A desperate rado
Puffin on a peace pipe
I`m a desperate rado
On the run from the law
A desperate rado baddest one you ever saw