Back in the muther fuckin 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 fuck   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 cock'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 cock 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   Fuck 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 cocked 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   Fuck 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 cock like a cactus   Now I fuck 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   Fuck 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 fuck 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