[Verse: Pink Guy]

I love animals, especially when they're dead

So get it embedded up in your head 'cause I'm headed to the Red Cross

I'm snapping dogs' necks like it's a hobby of mine

'Cause I'm rapping like a turban when I'm snapping this cat's spine

I love hitting deer and making these hounds fight

To you they might be screaming, but to me it just sounds like...

(Oooh, ooh)

If PETA begs me to stop

Like my cock was lodged down in their sensitive spot

And I rocked these polka dot furs from dogs that I killed

Along with ten other dogs, Greenpeace ain't thrilled

'Cause on my way to work

I try to hit as many squirrels and deer as I can

Endangered species are like harder targets

They greet me by my first name in the black markets (Oooh)

With fresh carcass, shredding like guitar picks (Ooh)

Yo, I’m known for killing raccoons

And baboons and kangaroos for a thousand smackaroons

And the Chinese butcher cook it well with more ash than Kutcher

If you find your dead pet in the yard, you can bet it’s me, Mr. Poultry

Chopping down the tall trees

Feed it pellets, I ain't talking about the Pedigree

Ha, you just made an enemy (Oooh)

Here, try giraffe: it's cooked and tastes heavenly (Ooh)

The only good animal is the livestock

So sit back with me and watch these felines rot

Killing animals is great, fuck the rules

If you're scared of the wild, just grab the right tools

[Chorus: Pink Guy]

Shoot the fucking birds out of the sky, and they're singing:

"We fall again, we fall again" (Grab your weapons, bitch)

"We fall again

We fall again"

(Uh, just watch them fall, uh)

I got these birds screaming like angels (Yeah)

When they fall out the sky, they looking mad grateful (Uh-huh)

Grab your shotguns and grab your rifles (Uh)

Have these birds looking sleepy like NyQuil

"We fall again, we fall again

We fall again

We fall again"

Uh

[Outro: Santa's Brother & Filthy Frank]

You do realize this is a song about killing animals?

Oh, let him rap about what he wants, he's just a boy