Mechanical Bull Zach Bryan
"Mechanical Bull" by Zach Bryan, released in 2022, is a #Country song that explores themes of love, life’s struggles, and the search for freedom. The lyrics convey a sense of resilience and vulnerability, using vivid imagery. Musically, it features raw acoustic elements, highlighting Bryan's storytelling. The song resonates with listeners, reflecting the complexities of modern life.
[Verse 1]
Took a few years to get here, brother
Greens are greener in the heat of summer
Calmness on this evenin' seems a drug
Graham and Lucas are havin' kids
While Steve's busy raising his
While I climb out a hole I never dug
Likely there's a spot twenty minutes or so
We used to get wasted ridin' rodeo
Now it's all mechanical bulls
[Chorus]
Are the old ways dead or livin' in my head?
There's a smile on a photo catchin' dust in your old apartment
Are thе old ways dead or livin' in my head?
It's all veneer and up from hеre, so take a rest
[Verse 2]
So I'll set off runnin' like I said I's gonna and find another rodeo
I'm a mechanical bull, throw a quarter and watch me go
And I get a little sad in the evenings knowin' I'll never get a beatin'
Like bein' young and dumb again in this life's long rodeo
Maybe I'll move to Texas, let my soul grow bored and restless
And learn to rope and ride like Le Gros
Maybe I'll learn the mando and to pick a banjo too
Ride all night on the highways like Two-Show
Took a few years to get here, brother
Greens are greener in the heat of summer
Calmness on this evenin' seems a drug
Graham and Lucas are havin' kids
While Steve's busy raising his
While I climb out a hole I never dug
Likely there's a spot twenty minutes or so
We used to get wasted ridin' rodeo
Now it's all mechanical bulls
[Chorus]
Are the old ways dead or livin' in my head?
There's a smile on a photo catchin' dust in your old apartment
Are thе old ways dead or livin' in my head?
It's all veneer and up from hеre, so take a rest
[Verse 2]
So I'll set off runnin' like I said I's gonna and find another rodeo
I'm a mechanical bull, throw a quarter and watch me go
And I get a little sad in the evenings knowin' I'll never get a beatin'
Like bein' young and dumb again in this life's long rodeo
Maybe I'll move to Texas, let my soul grow bored and restless
And learn to rope and ride like Le Gros
Maybe I'll learn the mando and to pick a banjo too
Ride all night on the highways like Two-Show
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