Текст: The Killers. Neon Tiger.

Far from the evergreen of old Assam
Far from the break fall 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 heat of the southwest sun

Took to the spotlight like a diamond ring
Came from the woodwork with the hopes they might
Redeem themselves for poor decisions to win big

But neon tiger there's a lot on your mind
They strategize and name you, but don't you let them tame you
You're far too pure and bold
To suffer the strain of the pain that's old???

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 so tonight can be the night that I stand among a thousand thrills
Can you 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!

But neon tiger there's a price on your head
They strategize and cut you, but don't you let them touch you
Away, away, oh run
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