Дмитрий — Look out

I was leanin' on the fence, just a-chewin' on a straw
When the strangest style posse is the one that I saw
Silver hair like the sagebrush, denim jacket so blue
Tryin' to mount a few stallions with a professional style view
The tall one tried to bribe his horse with a fancy style pick
But the gelding just yawned, that's a local style trick
You can't find the ignition on a creature with a soul
And you certainly can't drive him like a remote style control
One fellow started talkin' like the horse was his friend
Discussing the bridge and the musical style band