The Killers

Far from the evergreen of old Assam
Far from the breakfall 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
But 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, run
Under the neon southwest sun
Took to the spotlight like a diamond ring
Came from the woodwork and the hopes they might
Redeem themselves from poor decisions to win big
But neon tiger there's a lot on your mind
They'll set you down to pet you, but don't you let them touch you
You're far too pure and bold
To suffer the strain of the hand as holed.