Man of Meat

[Verse 1]

A little man made of meat

Tried to get me in my sleep

A little man made of meat

Tried to get me in my sleep

But I thank the Lord that I always sleep

With a gun under my bed

Fired it once, I fired it twice

Shot the meat man in the head

He fell over and with a quiver

The man of meat was dead

But he was not a man at all

I shot my own cock off instead

[Verse 2]

Well, I'm a member of the NRA

I like everything to be my way

I got a cock and I got a gun

Well, which one's biggеr? My number one

Do I wear it on thе left, do I wear it on the right?

And where do I put it every night?

I carry it with me wherever I go

To keep communist homos from invading my home

I like to ride my horse and shoot my gun

Because a cowboy's work is never done

Ah, ah, ah ah ah

Ah, ah, ah ah ah

Ah, ah, ah ah ah

Ah, ah, ah ah ah

[Outro]

A little man made of meat

Tried to get me in my sleep

A little man made of meat

Tried to get me in my sleep