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shotgun golf - epic beard men lyrics

(the views expressed on this recording are solely those of the artists and by no means do we encourage or condone you and your friends taking over private country clubs with a bunch of shotguns.)

(hey sage, you wanna play a couple rounds?)
(yeah, man!)

(let’s go to the range) (yeah!)
(let’s go to the range) (yeah!)
(let’s go to the range)
(let’s go to the range)

i was coming apart in public
falling out for the f-ck of it
paranoid, where half the half-pack’s destroyed
buried it, running it
making love to the rumble strip
with a reckless abandon
l-sting for russian roulette
out running this cancer
had me over-tired, over-time, pay keep on decreasing;
you need a place to get away and kick it for the weekend
you need some new diversions when the old sh-t ain’t appealing
when the rib-crack from the kick-back let you know that you’re still breathing
now when the neighbours around, can’t play around, get way too loud, gotta wait
ain’t no country clubs gon’ f-ck with us
we got guns ‘n stuff, okay?
ain’t here for the bougie-sh-t, i’m a lunatic, and the crew’s fittin’ to go ape
go ahead
get a nine iron and some golf b-lls, and
some buckshot and a gauge. ready?
put it in the air, try to blow it out the sky
you can hate it if you played it, but don’t knock it ’til you tried!
visibility high, plaid, mix and match and combine
camo, ammo in the caddy shack and they asking me: why?

’cause they got, we got tee-time, three o’clock
surplus ammunition and don’t seem to agree a lot
pocket full of sh-lls, bucket full of b-lls:
it’s shotgun golf
let’s hit one for hunter, y’all

like, boom. (fore!)
it’s shotgun golf!
boom. (fore!)
it’s shotgun golf!
boom. (fore!)
oh, shut your mouth
(boom)
let’s play shotgun golf! (fore!)
let’s play shotgun golf! (fore!)

it’s not plaid, it is tartan
get the moms mad that i’m shopping at walmart
but it’s not for lawn-darts, it’s for shotguns
and the dad’s are all watching!
we shoulda started target practice for lack of stationary objects
but gentrification doesn’t move with the pace of plate tectonics!

there’s a storm-a-coming, hail the size of golf b-lls!
(h-ll naw, they’re golf b-lls!)
i’m hearing ‘yee-haws!’ and ‘f-ck y’alls’
look at the way that i’m dressed:
i’m not even a member
you want me outta your lane
to go back the way that i came
but i seem to remember this used to be a park
for picnics, god d-mn petting-zoos
not electric carts for dipsh-ts with nothing better to do
it’s not enough you’ve got all these beautiful acres for your little arrogant elitist game
but you need poor people to shame so our:
cl!ck-clack, caddy shack, country club get liberated back
ptsd/espn: we need violence to relax
my jacuzzi weighs a tonne (which fuels me with ammunition)
now my dress-code is sos mode
(fool, hand me my gun!)

like, boom. (fore!)
it’s shotgun golf!
boom. (fore!)
it’s shotgun golf!
boom. (fore!)
we’re running up in your house
(boom)
(now you’re gonna die in that stupid little hat!)
it’s shotgun golf! (fore!)
it’s like shotgun golf! (fore!)
boom. (fore!)
(now you’re gonna die in that stupid little hat!)
it’s shotgun golf!
boom. (fore!)
(now you’re gonna die in that stupid little hat!)
it’s shotgun golf!
boom. (fore!)
(now you’re gonna die in that stupid little hat!)
shut your mouth
(boom)
it’s shotgun golf! (fore!)
it’s like shotgun golf! (fore!)

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