Down in the Digital Dust

[Verse] Boots stompin’ through data streams, Country blues in cyber dreams. Whiskey bottle shattered in bits, Cowboy code in crackin' circuits, glitches hit. [Verse 2] Swamps of bytes, pythons pixelate, Rodeo riders in a glitchy state. High noon showdowns in VR spaces, Rusty spurs turn to binary traces. [Chorus] Dust in the dubstep storm, Country blues getin’ rewired, reborn. Electric horses 'cross the screen, Ridin' the beats, where tech and cowboy meet. [Verse 3] Grandma’s banjo, now laser strings, Hacker outlaws, metal-winged things. Gravel roads, turned to optic strands, Backwoods folks in silicon lands. [Verse 4] Whistlin’ widows on a synthy tide, Digital moon, where the data bides. Cactus juice in Gatorade cans, Silicon dreams and cowboy plans. [Chorus] Dust in the dubstep storm, Country blues getin’ rewired, reborn. Electric horses 'cross the screen, Ridin' the beats, where tech and cowboy meet.