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I tell you what!
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They don't mess with me, I'm a wild man, son
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I got me my very own anti tank gun
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I got a jack rabbit with it, guess he was a mean one
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Yeah, I've always been a sportsman
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Now, there wasn't much left when I got to him
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Them big old shells didn't just go through him
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Just lumps of fur and that was it
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Guess you could say he sure took a hit, alright
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Yeah, you want to see my fire power, see my collection
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Cause that's my thing, man, perfection
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Now I'm talking power in the barrel of a gun
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I'll blow anything I want to Kingdom Come
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Ba ba boom
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Ba ba ba ba bomb
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And I'll blow anything I want
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To Kingdom Come
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Yeah, all you got to do is sqeeze on the trigger
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And a little bitty human get a whole lot bigger
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Cause there's a time for talking and a time to shoot them down
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And this mama-jama [?] don't pussy foot around, alright
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Yeah, let them laugh, let them say we're strange
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Me and my buddies on the rifle range
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But you won't be laughing when it hits the fan
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You're going to want to be a survivor, man
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Yeah, you got to see my fire power, see my collection
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Cause that's my thing, man, perfection
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Now, I'm talking power in the barrel of a gun
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I'll blow anything I want to Kingdom Come
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Ba ba boom
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Ba ba ba ba bomb
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And I'll blow anything I want
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To Kingdom Come
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Ba ba ba ba boom
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I say we ought to drop the bomb
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Yes, and I'll blow anything I want
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To Kingdom Come.
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Kingdom Come
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| Dire Straits |
