The yellow sun was setting in tombstone The citizens had gone but not to their homes By a freak a coin in the piano made it play But only the wind and the dust heard it say Do you believe in the Westworld? Do you believe in the Westworld?
From the south on a wind in walked a cowboy The saloon was dry but his guns were well oiled Somehow he remembered when he kissed his wife And when he said goodbye But that was before the circus with the bear arrived Oh the bear it roared as the gun was fired Then the cowboy turned the gun on himself as he sang 'No-ones alive' Do you believe in the Westworld? Do you believe in the Westworld?
Do you believe in the Westworld? Do you believe in the Westworld?