dear mr. Heston if you ever saw a 12 year old boys brains splattered on a kitchen wall well you’d hang your head in shame you rifle totin’ whore cold blooded old blooded sick ass man
well i’d like to send you back to them damn dirty apes no more hollywood, out your mouth I’d slap the taste blood is on your fuckin hands and mine is in my veins cold blooded old blooded sick ass man
dear mr. Nugent did it give you a thrill first the hunt and chase then your sportsman like kill well i’m talking shit to you punk come on fire at will cold blooded old blooded sick ass man
josh said I know where mama keeps the gun she won’t even know that it’s gone I took a class and I got my license
now my little brother will never know the love of a girl and he’ll never drink a cold one and he’ll never see another sunrise and he’ll never damn sure damn sure fire that gun