歌詞
He's got a one bedroom trailer and a brand new satellite dish
A beer and remote control clenched between his fists
And he sits in his chair and thinks of all the things he's missed
Living on crank, pork rinds, and cold beer
It's Saturday night, time to go hunt some queers
With his momma's .38 he'll blow away all his fears
He's a hayseed time bomb, living in a turkey shoot
He's coming into town to try to sell his boots
He spent all his money on a one-eyed prostitute
He's headed into town, riding on a derailed train
The devil's playing skee ball deep inside his brain!
People in this town will never forget his name
He's a hayseed time bomb, living in a turkey shoot
He's headed into town to try to sell his boots
He spent all his money on a one-eyed prostitute
Written by: Blaine Cartwright
