Loaded,
                   Cocked and fired, cannon explodes.
                   Your cavalry charge this valley.

  Shot, down in flames, you take me
  Surrendered or fighting.

                   I fuel you, another charge.

                                Your war cry echoes
                                This death dance.

  Do you take prisoners
(back to your torture chambers)
  Or lay siege this fortress, and trap me here?

                   Cowboys and Indians, Cops and Robbers.
                   Truce... till we fight again.

                                 But next time
                                 It's my time
                                      You play Indian.