Citywide rodeo you set on the stage
Where all the clowns will go when they feel their age
I know that you think you're not good for anything
The world makes you feel so small
To Get on your wooden horse
This is a ride not a fight
No need to save face say goodnight Grace
"Good night Grace "
There's dust on the stadium seats there's dust in your hair
You wonder how fast you'll go when you hit the air
I know that you think you're not good for anything
The world makes you feel so small
To Get on your wooden horse
This is a ride not a fight
No need to save face say goodnight Grace
"Good night Grace "
And oh isn't it strange how things can change you
And oh isn't it plain that some things unname you
So don't ask anybody else
Citywide rodeo step into your car
Look up at the indigo and pick out your star
I know that you think you're not good for anything
The world makes you feel so small
To Get on your wooden horse
This is a ride not a fight
No need to save face say goodnight Grace
"Good night Grace "
