Aesthetics Versus Architecture - Cowboy k**er lyrics

You think you're safe mother f**ers? You haven't turned out the lights You haven't taken a drink And we have yet to start our night He said he'd lay them to rest By the hands of a shotgun The more he spoke of this I was sure he was the Devil's son I am the life of the party given all the dead men here that surround me! f**! I am the life of the party given all the dead men here that surround me! Ya'll gonna know who I am A trigger happy son of a b**h God f**ing damn, I'm just a mother f**ing son of a b**h You're a p**y, and I heard you got a d**h wish So pack your bags and saddle up let's ride around town And see who is the first one under ground Shots! Shots! Shots! Shot him in the head Shots! Shots! Shots! Now he's f**ing dead Shots! Shots! Shots! And I just don't feel bad Shots! Shots! Shots! For the ba*tard's Mom and Dad f** I am the Cowboy k**er I k**ed an innocent boy There are many imposters But I am the real McCoy I am the Cowboy k**er I k**ed an innocent boy There are many imposters But I am the real McCoy