I shot an ol' bottle with my favorite gun just last night
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It shattered and the sound made me feel like the king I am
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The neighbors all heard and got scared
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Thought it was a gunfight
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But hell, it was fun, so I did it again
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'Cause that's the kinda king I am
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I shoot 'em up, I shoot 'em down
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I shoot the lost, I shoot the found
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And if there's someone I can't find
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Well, then I shoot 'em in my mind
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I turned on the radio and listened to the ol' songs playin'
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And things started feelin' good and right again
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So I shot up a crow in a tree after dinner this evenin
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Its good to keep yer trigger finger nimble,
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I'll tell you what, my friend
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I shoot 'em up, I shoot 'em down
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I shoot the lost, I shoot the found
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And if there's someone I can't find
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Well, then I shoot 'em in my mind
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I shot my daddy in the arm, with morphine
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He said he never felt so good in all his goddamn life
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So I shot him up just once more, fer good measure
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He never woke up, and ever since, it's been a mighty peaceful life
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I shoot 'em up, I shoot 'em down
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I shoot the lost, I shoot the found
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And if there's someone I can't find
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Well, then I shoot 'em in my mind
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Shoot 'Em Up, Shoot 'Em Down
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| Crash Test Dummies |
