Butt Trumpet - I Left My Gun In San Francisco lyrics

It's fifty fucking degrees out

Soome of them don't wear shoes at all

At Haight and Ash you'll find them all

Fucking hippies make me real sick

Assk for change to buy their fix

Some wear shorts and feeze a lot

Think they're cool? They're fucking not

CHORUS

Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill

I'm killing all the fucking hippies

I'm killing all the fucking hippies

I'm killing all the fucking hippies

I'm killing al lthose fucking hippies

Die, die, die, die

Wash your hair and cut your dreads

Or else you're gonna end up dead

Get that lice off of your head

Or I will fill you full of lead

They're all rejects from the sixties

Get some jobs you fucking hippies

I'm an easy going guy

But I'm even more mellow when hippies die

CHORUS

Die!

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