I Shot Your F****t Horse Bitch - Tub Ring

Hello, hello, yes, it’s me again

It’s been awhile, I’m not here to amend

I came with a little surprise

I would have loved to see your face

When ole Flicka got a slug in his ticker

You had a point, now I’m beating a dead one

Confessions made with a smile

I shot your faggot horse, bitch

Now it’s too late and now it’s too late

Now it’s too late and now it’s too late

Remember the pact we made, of course you do

Now I know your worst intentions to follow through

Did you forget to keep control

Now you have the time to wonder why

The choice was made and ole Trigger, he had to die

Is all this grief taking its toll

Good

I shot your faggot horse, bitch

I put down your fucking horse, bitch

I put down your horse