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ANYTHING THAT MOVES ... AND MUCH, MUCH MORE
Here they come again!
In sunshine or in rain
Shooting possums in the Rotary Park
Gelignite the goldfish,...after dark
It's only instinct, to hunt and explore
It says National Reserve...reserved?...what for?
When no more birds fill the trees
No worries man,...we'll shoot the leaves!
But there's no trees left to shoot, out here on the plain
But look again...storm clouds, we can shoot the rain!
What's between your ears...muscle and fat?
We can't shoot the rain, not enough bullet for that!
We'll take pot-shots at the river, and make a wish
With any luck, we'll down a fish!!
No, no you halfwit, their already dead
We shot that there river, until it was red
Shit...with all this ammunition maaan...
We forgot to fill the jerry can!
But I want to be the last alive...
It says on the telly...shoot and survive!
Christ,...now the car wont start
The bloody battery must be flat!
When did you fill her with petrol?
Petrol? What's that? |
