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 "