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I wore a shirt one day with a machine gun silhouette,
Sportin' a rainbow clip
I have this gun guy staring at me,
Wondering where I got it
And he just about flipped over it
I don't know his name, yeah,
But just the same, he buys a literal mountain of death
And I lost 5 or 6 bidding wars against him, yeah,
Until I had no money left!
I said until I had no money left!
Yeah, until I have no money left, oh!
I don't want you getting hurt
If you're too disappointed if the feathers are broken and dead
The birds look good in person, but not in the puddles
And super vice versa, I bet
I've seen the auctioneer getting pretty frustrated
If something good... something bad
When I went down there I got pretty damned suspicious,
But he seems like a pretty good kid
Yeah, he seems like a pretty good kid!
Well, he seems like a pretty good kid!
This joint's been around for a while and it feels
Like the same old crowd each time
But there's always that chance of a shill-bitten trucker trying
To help-a your man make a dime
There's one gun guy coming straight out of Texas
Doesn't eat not one for himself
He's got a kid in the gun shop, she likes to take a ridin'
With the trophies of somebody else
Yeah, the trophies of somebody else
Well, the trophies of somebody else