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pist - great american sportsman lyrics

here comes the great american sportsman
with camoflage and a gun
here comes the great american coward
if the odds were evened up, i bet you’d f-ckin’ run

this ain’t no sport cause the deck is stacked against
the prey
you’re armed to the teeth, and they can only run away
you’re a tough guy hunter, a real f-ckin’ man
if you are so tough, why don’t you hunt with your bare
hands

here comes the great american sportsman
a member of the nra
here comes the great american coward
hiding in the bushes, so you can sneak up on your prey

now you’ve jacked a buck and you can kick back with a
beer
drowning all your sorrows, keep on running from your
fear
finish off a six-pack and your feeling brave again
go brag about your murder to all your loser friends

i want to see a hunter caught in a leg-hold trap
i want to see a hunter with an arrow in his back
i want to see a hunter with a hook right through his
cheek
i want to see a hunter carved up like a piece of meat
i want to see a hunter’s body, strapped to the hood of
a car
i want to see a hunter’s bravery when he is unarmed
i want to see a hunter wounded and on the run
i want to see a hunter through the sites of a gun…

here comes the great american sportsman
who i wouldn’t mind seeing dead
here comes the great american coward
i hope another hunter shoots you in the head

you carry a weapon to mask the weakness that you feel
and your predatory stance mirrors the american ideal
when the odds are in your favor, you go on the attack
i’ll bet you wouldn’t venture in the woods if the
animals shot back

shoot back

- pist lyrics

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