Well, his cattle each have numbers
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And they all eat in a line
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When he turns the floodlights
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on each night
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Of course the herd looks perfect!
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Computer Cowboy.
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Well, he rides
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the range 'til midnight
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And the wild coyotes yowl
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As he trots
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beneath the floodlights
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And of course
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the rhythm is perfect!
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Computer Cowboy.
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Ride along computer cowboy
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To the city just in time
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To bring another system down
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And leave your alias behind:
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Computer syscrusher.
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Computer syscrusher.
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Crusher. Syscrusher.
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Syscrusher.
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Come a ky ky yippee yi yippee yi ay
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Come a ky ky yippee yi ay.
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Come a ky ky yippee yi yippee yi ay
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Come a ky ky yippee yi ay.
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Computer syscrusher.
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Computer Cowboy (Syscrusher)
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Neil Young |