Текст (слова) песни: Nine Pound Hammer - Hayseed Timebomb
He`s got a one bedroom trailer, an` a brand-new satellite dish, a warm beer an` a remote control in his two clenched fists, An` he sits in his chair, thinking of all the things he`s missed. Livin` on crank, pork rinds, and cold beer. It`s Saturday night, time to go hunt some queers. With his momma`s .38, he can blow away all his fears.
He`s a hayseed time bomb, livin` in a turkey shoot. He`s thumbin` into town, to try an` sell his boots. He spent all his money on a one-eyed prostitute. He`s headin` into town, riding on a derailed train. The devil`s playin` skeeball deep inside his brain! People in this town will never forget his name.
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