Here's one of mine with actual lyrics!
Shooting Shotguns in the Outland:
Standing in the woodland,
breathing all the fresh aire
moisture in my sinus,
I can't seem to think about
the pressures of my real life
standing in this rural outback
where the dear are plenty
Shotgun in my pretty city hands!
I can load the muzzle!
I can aim my shotgun!
I can break some good glass!
I can drop a pheasant!
In the Army I shot!
An itty bitty rifle!
With nothing but a bee-bee!
A piece of lead with,
nothing not even this much
kick back
or
thundershot crack
barbaric and a nuisance!
I can load the muzzle!
I can aim my shotgun!
I can break some good glass!
I can drop a pheasant!