He's the guy who hit Whittington:
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom. Oh sh*t!
He's unacquainted with the touch of a svelte handgun,
And his misaimed shotgun can cause pain.

He turned and he found that he'd blasted Harry right out
Of his hunting boots,
Lyin' in the slime while his hand picked pellets
Out of buckshot eyes.
The dope has lessened Harry,'s life; 78;
This guy could have done without this nut.

He's shot by Dick and he's goin' down
Because this dick is a clumsy clown.
He's shot by Dick and he's goin' down

Dubya's superior shot the gun,
Dubya's superior shot the gun,
Dubya's superior shot the gun,
Dubya's superior shot the gun.

Halfwit dicks shouldn't have guns,
Halfwit Dick shouldn't have guns, shotgun.
When you give such a dolt arms,
And his finger gets on the trigger,
He is going to do a great deal of harm,
Locally and internationally.
Halfwit dicks shouldn't have guns,
They should not.
Halfwit dicks shouldn't have, they should not,
Guns!
You know that halfwits dicks, shouldn't have guns.
No! No!