Well, Bubba and Leonard were listening to Skynyrd When the moonshine still exploded So they fired their guns, started to run And then everybody reloaded Got in the truck to go get drunk And chain-guzzle cans of hot beer When outta nowhere there stood a bear But they only hit a deer
They got little bitty brains And great big guns
I'm on a redneck rampage Tearin' up the Everglades I'm on a redneck rampage Huntin' down Jimmy Page
Got some dynamite in case there's a fight And a big ol' whup-ass stick Love to buck dance, can't stand France And Martha Stewart makes me sick I'm a fart-lightin' fool, kicked outta school My family tree is a stump I'm a minimum wage renegade Master of the snipe hunt
They got great big guns And little tiny brains
I'm on a redneck rampage Tearing up the Everglades I'm on a redneck rampage Your honor, I didn't know she was underage I didn't know
Got some little white pills from trucker man Bill At a 'Bama ass-kickin' contest I'm out in the woods, up to no good Huntin' down a sheep to molest I'm behind an outhouse facin' to the south And I commence to fornicate Out in the sticks I'm the king of the hicks A real hillbilly potentate
They got little bitty brains And great big guns
I'm on a redneck rampage Tearin' up the Everglades I'm on a redneck rampage I'm playin' with some live hand grenades
I'm on a redneck rampage Tearin' up the Everglades Here I come, baby I ain't gonna act my age I'm on a, I'm on a redneck rampage