Through broken teeth and a broken jaw,
I stand up,
But not to call the law.
I draw it out and snap it open,
This probably ain’t what you were hoping.
I tell you now and I tell you slow,
I’ll give you one last chance to go..
If you stay I hope you know…
I’ll skin your ass just like a doe.
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Ed. Note 11-3-2018 Revision