got my gun, got my beer lets go out and kill some deer. me, you and cousin fred one of us will come back dead give me a beer hurry up let's get in the pickup truck we ain't got no time to lose gimmie a gun pass the booze how can you call this a sport to kill something with no remorse lets go out i need to kill that's the way i get cheap thrills sitting and waiting to attack its east when they don't fight back give me a gun here they come lets go out and have some fun their he is looking at me i'm so drunk i can barely see i don't care ill let it fly and hit the deer between the eyes now i got him i shot him dead whoops i show my cousin fred he was hiding behind a tree now he's dead in front of me |