Lyrics Guttermouth

Guttermouth

What's The Big Deal

It's a 3 day weekend

I'm loading up my truck

Got tons of beer

Might shot a deer

Blow the shit out of a duck

Stever's got a cross bow

Jamie a shotgun

Anything that fucking moves

Ready aim fire blam!

Oh my god I can't believe

The antlers on that buck

It would take 40 men

To load him in the truck

Niceshot

Niceshot

Niceshot

Got that sucker right between the eyes,

Let's get a cold one don

Love seats made from hides

Stock your smoke house full of meat

Pink & blue & yellow key chains

Made from rabbits feet

Trade your jerky to the indians

Enjoy a goon skin hat

Whip up some homemade crisco

With the extra fat

I'm wishin

A flock of geese would fly on by

I'm hopin

I can bag not 4 but 5 reloldin

Jesus fucking christ

That's the biggest moose I have ever seen

Get my gun god damn it get him

If I can't shoot them

I'll start a forest fire

Watch em run

Right at my gun

No need for oscar meyer

That's a fine looking piece of meat young man

I'm ready for that one their

Yeah that ones for me.

Trophie on your wall

Slap some new boots on your feet

Th e wallet in my pocket

Kinda smells like meat

A half a dozen ouail

A hearty rack of lamb

There must be 50 beavers

In that fucking dam