Cowboys, convicts, and the wild With no sense in their pockets Called to testify at their own trial They bow down to their profits Beguiled, disillusioned, and naive Easy pickings for opportunists and thieves. And thieves Run away from what you don't understand You feel alright, you feel alright Alpine mind, just my type, lofty unafraid, stupidly brave, stupidly brave Dovetail the story in your mind And we all say it suits us just fine Picking up crumbs with fingers too numb from the cold outside of what you've become You win some, you lose some, easy go, easy come And with so much free time on your hands You feel alright, you feel alright Alpine mind, just my type, lofty unafraid, stupidly brave, stupidly brave You feel alright, you feel alright Alpine mind, just my type, lofty unafraid, stupidly brave, stupidly brave, stupidly brave