text: Einar
  Cowboy, cowboy, in the big town
  Im a cowboy in the big town
  Im looking for my pony
  A mans best friend is his pony
  Aaah!
  Im a cowboy
  Aaah, cowboy!
  I need my pony
  I lost my pony
  In the big town
  Im a cowboy in the big city
  Looking for my pony
  Im a cowboy x3
  Im not alone
  Not lonely
  Not alone
  Not lonely
  Im a cowboy
  Im stuck like
  A cowboy
  In the big city
  Björk
  And he affects me
  The odour of his skin, oh
  It works in my head
  I wanna eat him
  I wanna be in him
  Einar
  Im a cowboy
  Smelt like I sat in
  In a tine-mine
  Nose is struck
  In the back
  My back is struck
  But who knows I am
  I am a
  Cowboy!
  Cowboy!
  On the second floor
  On a brass bed
  In a big city
  I found my pony
  But I paid a prize
  I got a silver-bullet
  Through my heart
  Im a were-cowboy
  I am a were-cowboy
  A weeere
  Weeere-cowboy
  A were-cowboy
  Were-cowboy
  Weeere-cowboy
  I am a were-cowboy
  Cowboy!