Weird Al Yankovic - Cows With Guns Lyrics
Fattened outside, big and dumb, they lookso stupid, they aren't much fun...Cows aren't funThey eat to grow, they grow to die, die to beate at the hamburger fry...Cows well doneNobody thunk it, nobody knew, no one imagineda great cow guru...Cows are oneHe hid in the forest, read books with great zeal,he loved shape-o-vera, a revolutionary veal...Cows made tonnesHe spoke about justice, but nobody stirred,He felt like an outcast, alone in the herd...Cow doll DrumsHe mood "We must fight, escape or we'll die,"Cows gathered around, 'coz the stakes wereso high...Bad cow PunBut then he was captured, stuffed into a crate,Loaded onto a truck, where he rode to he's fate...Cows are bunnedHe was a scrawny calf, who looked rather woozy,No one suspected he was packen an uzi...Cows with gunsThey came with a needle, to stick in he's thigh,He kicked for the groin, he pissed in their eye...Cow well hungKnocked over a tractor, and ran for the door,6 gallons of gas flowed out on the floor...Run cows, runHe picked up bolhorn and jumped on the hay,we are free roaming bolvines, we run free,today[Chorus] We will fight for bolvine freedom, and hold ourlarge heads high. We will run free with the buffalo,for tiiiiiiide!Cows with gunsThey crashed the gate, in the great stampede,Tipped over the milk truck, torched all the feed...Cows have fun60 police cars, were piled in a heap, covered in cowpies, covered up deep...Much cow dung[Chorus]Cows with gunsThe president said 'enough is enough',He's uppety cattle, it's time to get tough...Cow dung flungThe newspapers gloated, folk sighed with relief,Tommorow at noon, they'd all be ground beef...Cows on bunsThe cows were surrounded, they waited and prayed,They mood their last moos, they ate their last hay...Cows outgunnedThe order was given, to turn cow into whoppers,enforced by the might of 10,000 coppers,But on the horizon, surrounding the shoppers,came the deafing roar, of Chickens, in choppers...[Chorus]Cows with guns!
