PLAYCOW'S MUSIC REVIEW 2
Cows With Guns
This is a real song and is cowpat hot
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Cows With GunsFat and docile, big and dumb They look so stupid, they aren't much fun (pause) Cows aren't funThey eat to grow, grow to die Die to be et at the hamburger fry (pause) Cows well doneNobody thunk it, nobody knew No one imagined the great cow guru (pause) Cows are oneHe hid in the forest, read books with great zeal He loved Che Guevera, a revolutionary veal (pause) Cow Se TongueHe spoke about justice, but nobody stirred He felt like an outcast, alone in the herd (pause) Cow doldrumsHe mooed we must fight, escape or we'll die Cows gathered around, cause the steaks were so high (pause) Bad cow punBut then he was captured, stuffed into a crate Loaded onto a truck, where he rode to his fate (pause) Cows are bummedHe was a scrawny calf, who looked rather woozy No one suspected he was packing an Uzi (pause) Cows with gunsThey came witha needle to stick in his thigh He kicked for the groin, he pissed in their eye (pause) Cow well hungKnocked over a tractor and ran for the door Six gallons of gas flowed out on the floor Run cows run!He picked up a bullhorn and jumped up on the hay We are free roving bovines, we run free todayWe will fight for bovine freedom And hold our large heads high We will run free with the Buffalo, or die Cows with gunsThey crashed the gate in a great stampede Tipped over a milk truck, torched all the feed (pause) Cows have funSixty police cars were piled in a heap Covered in cow pies, covered up deep (pause) Much cow dungBlack smoke rising, darkening the day Twelve burning McDonalds, have it your way The President said "enough is enough These uppity cattle, its time to get tough" Cow dung flungThe newspapers gloated, folks sighed with relief Tomorrow at noon, they would all be ground beef (pause) Cows on bunsThe cows were surrounded, they waited and prayed They mooed their last moos, they chewed their last hay (pause) Cows outgunnedThe order was given to turn cows to whoppers Enforced by the might of ten thousand coppers But on the horizon surrounding the shoppers Came the deafening roar of chickens in choppers.
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