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Far from the evergreen of old Assam
Far from the rainfall on the trails of old Saigon
Straight from the poster town of scorn and ritz
To bring you the wilder side of gold and glitz
Run neon tiger there 's a lot on your mind
They promised just to pet you, but don 't you let them get you
Away, away, oh one
Under the heat of the southwest sun
You took to the spotlight like a diamond ring
They came from the woodwork in the hopes they might redeem
Themselves for poor decisions
To win big
Run neon tiger there 's a lot on your mind
They 'll strategize and mame you
But don 't you let 'em tame you
You 're far too pure and bold
To suffer the strain of the hangman 's hold
I don 't wanna be kept, I don 't wanna be caged,
I don 't wanna be damned oh hell
I don 't wanna be broke, I don 't wanna be saved,
I don 't wanna be S O L
Give me rolling hills and tonight can be the night
that I stand among a thousand thrills
Mister cut me some slack, Cause I don 't wanna go back,
I want a new day and age
Come on girls and boys, everyone make some noise!
Run neon tiger there 's a price on your head
They 'll hunt you down and gut you
I 'll never let them touch you
Away, away, oh one
I 'm begging you Neon Tiger run
Under the heat of
Under the heat of
Under the heat of the southwest sun
Neon Tiger
There 's a lot on your mind