Sausage Here's To The Man Lyrics

Here's to the man, created the gun.
If you could see, what it has done.

Here's to the man, uses the gun.
Kills all kinds of creatures, just for fun.
He's on the hunt, we're on the run.
Is there remorse, when the killing is done?

Great and sunny said the man on the airwaves, great and sunny.
The epitomy of a California spring day.
Johnny and Butch, two young boys,
looking for adventure this hot California spring day. The game today, cops and robbers.

"Well I'll get my daddy's gun, He keeps it on the shelf next to the
dirty picture books, I've seen it many times, I know, he doesn't know
that I know but I know it all 'cause I'm a good climber I can climb
all around, just watch me go well there I go. See. Bang Bang!

Here's to the man, who holsters the gun.
For it has taken, his only son.

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