1969 or Something
They don't make a sound 'till the last light dies
Then their jaws start to pop like a warning in the pines
You can hear 'em breathin
heavy in the daaaaaark
You can smell the rot they carry
that's the part that starts
Put two in the leader,
thought I'd settle the scooooore,
come the morning there was double at my dooooooooor
THIRTY IN THE TREELINE, FORTY IN THE COOOORN
50 in the black where the fence got toooorn!
Count em if you want to, they was born to multiply
KILL ONE, KILL ONE, watch the whole thing riiiiiiiiise!
THIRTY IN THE TREELINE, FORTY IN THE COOOORN
This ain't a hunt no more, son! This a war!
COUNT EM IF YOU WANT TO
but the count never dies
KILL ONE, KILL ONE, watch the whole thing rise!
Then their jaws start to pop like a warning in the pines
You can hear 'em breathin
heavy in the daaaaaark
You can smell the rot they carry
that's the part that starts
Put two in the leader,
thought I'd settle the scooooore,
come the morning there was double at my dooooooooor
THIRTY IN THE TREELINE, FORTY IN THE COOOORN
50 in the black where the fence got toooorn!
Count em if you want to, they was born to multiply
KILL ONE, KILL ONE, watch the whole thing riiiiiiiiise!
THIRTY IN THE TREELINE, FORTY IN THE COOOORN
This ain't a hunt no more, son! This a war!
COUNT EM IF YOU WANT TO
but the count never dies
KILL ONE, KILL ONE, watch the whole thing rise!
