The wind blows in Arizona
A state of America where Harry Zona lives
Cowboy crazy, bang bang of the gun
What do we make of the weapon, the horse and what to make of “Woo Yess”
Pursued by Smith & Wesson
Colt Derringer, Winchester & Remington
He roams the plains, proud, lonely
His horse is his partner
Sometimes he meets Indian
But the gold rush is its sole purpose
His life takes a course that we know by heart
The river of no return Otto Premig
While John Wayne looks to Luke Luky
Clean as a archduke. Uncle Sam fooled me
We degraded Hollywood, Hollywood degraded!
In the life of every day as in
The new westerns
They say beware of gorillas, but beware of Gary Cooper
The modern Western is located in the
The Asphalt Jungle: trains do not whistle
The Magnificent Seven have not an ounce of combat
Harry is now close to the East Station
It skips the time and place for a new Wild West
The saloons are bars, they sell cigarettes
No chewing, the top! Of CinemaScope
He entered the bar, orders an Indian
Scalp foam, drinks, glass based on zinc
A two horses park, drunk, types are doughnuts
For trivial reasons as in
The new westerns
The States are multinational
It exports the Western world and it is feudal
Dictates the good, the bad, Lucky Luke and the Dalton
Are disguised as Paul Smith and Wesson's
It is said that what matters is the set
The clothes do not make the monk in the Gold Rush
Once the techniques are perfected
The smart card replaces the Remington
But Harry in Paris did not have a chance
We stop on the street with his diligence
Then placed Fresnes in Fresnes to the brake
Victim of this direction is called
The new western
Sometimes life is like a stray bullet
In the modern system is drowning the individual
Drank it to stay clear of Brandy
Now it holds up, TV and shit baby
White is the Stagecoach
Always against the light, it is less heroic
In the dream world it ends with a "happy ending"
Is this also the case in the so-called
The new western