Cowboy Killer Lyrics - Singles - Aesthetics Versus Architecture

You think you're safe mother fuckers? 

You haven't turned out the lights 

You haven't taken a drink 

And we have yet to start our night 

He said he'd lay them to rest 

By the hands of a shotgun 

The more he spoke of this I was sure he was the Devil's son 

I am the life of the party given all the dead men here that surround me! 

Fuck! 

I am the life of the party given all the dead men here that surround me! 

Ya'll gonna know who I am 

A trigger happy son of a bitch 

God fucking damn, I'm just a mother fucking son of a bitch 

You're a pussy, and I heard you got a death wish 

So pack your bags and saddle up let's ride around town 

And see who is the first one under ground 

Shots! Shots! Shots! 

Shot him in the head 

Shots! Shots! Shots! 

Now he's fucking dead 

Shots! Shots! Shots! 

And I just don't feel bad 

Shots! Shots! Shots! 

For the bastard's Mom and Dad 

Fuck 

I am the Cowboy Killer 

I killed an innocent boy 

There are many imposters 

But I am the real McCoy 

I am the Cowboy Killer 

I killed an innocent boy 

There are many imposters 

But I am the real McCoy