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Weird Al Yankovic - Cows With Guns Lyrics

Fattened outside, big and dumb, they look
so stupid, they aren't much fun...
Cows aren't fun
They eat to grow, they grow to die, die to be
ate at the hamburger fry...
Cows well done
Nobody thunk it, nobody knew, no one imagined
a great cow guru...
Cows are one
He hid in the forest, read books with great zeal,
he loved shape-o-vera, a revolutionary veal...
Cows made tonnes
He spoke about justice, but nobody stirred,
He felt like an outcast, alone in the herd...
Cow doll Drums
He mood "We must fight, escape or we'll die,"
Cows gathered around, 'coz the stakes were
so high...
Bad cow Pun
But then he was captured, stuffed into a crate,
Loaded onto a truck, where he rode to he's fate...
Cows are bunned
He was a scrawny calf, who looked rather woozy,
No one suspected he was packen an uzi...
Cows with guns
They came with a needle, to stick in he's thigh,
He kicked for the groin, he pissed in their eye...
Cow well hung
Knocked over a tractor, and ran for the door,
6 gallons of gas flowed out on the floor...
Run cows, run
He picked up bolhorn and jumped on the hay,
we are free roaming bolvines, we run free,
today
[Chorus] We will fight for bolvine freedom, and hold our
large heads high. We will run free with the buffalo,
for tiiiiiiide!
Cows with guns
They crashed the gate, in the great stampede,
Tipped over the milk truck, torched all the feed...
Cows have fun
60 police cars, were piled in a heap, covered in cow
pies, covered up deep...
Much cow dung
[Chorus]
Cows with guns
The president said 'enough is enough',
He's uppety cattle, it's time to get tough...
Cow dung flung
The newspapers gloated, folk sighed with relief,
Tommorow at noon, they'd all be ground beef...
Cows on buns
The cows were surrounded, they waited and prayed,
They mood their last moos, they ate their last hay...
Cows outgunned
The order was given, to turn cow into whoppers,
enforced by the might of 10,000 coppers,
But on the horizon, surrounding the shoppers,
came the deafing roar, of Chickens, in choppers...
[Chorus]
Cows with guns!