Inside the head of a canned hunter

In this great big world of ours
I was feeling rather lost
Nobody really thought much of me
And all of this had cost
A lot of stress and upset
I needed to make a point
I needed to prove my valour
Without smoking a joint

If anyone could do this
It was me for deep inside
I had the balls to do it
I was up there for the ride
So I got on the internet
And booked a trip and I
Went off to South Africa
That was the reason why

I could bring me back a trophy
That would get the gals
I could go around the schools and talk
Get myself some pals
Kids who would look up to me
A hunter brave and bold
Who had single handedly killed a Lion
And earned himself some gold

And, I got a guarantee
Of a kill a guarantee!
So everything seemed rosy in my garden
Actually
The company I met there
It seemed a piece of cake
I just paid my money
I mean,I was awake
Ready to get out there
And take this Lion apart
Plant a bullet pull the trigger
And get him through the heart

To feel that rush of ecstasy
To watch a great beast fall
To realise my one ambition
I was going to rule
The roost in jungle land at last
I was the hunter man
Not just a bloke in a hardware store
I’d fulfilled my plan

on that truck my rifle aimed
The thrust of valour came
The adrenaline pumped through me
My mind it was aflame
Everything pulsated
And then I saw the Lion
A flowing mane fire for eyes
And that lion got the sign

It saw me that great animal
Saw me and it knew
I was going to pull the trigger
I knew, what to do
The king though he frustrated
Clearly he had the power
But I was holding a guarantee
So nothing could go sour

Canned hunting is a doddle
Provided you have the dough
You only have to stand there
And of course, you know
You have GOT the upper hand
You now HAVE THE GUN
The gals are gonna love yer
FOR You are number one

BANG BANG BANG BANG 4 shots
May not have brought it down
But no one needs to know that
In it’s own blood it did drown
No one needs to know you were
The biggest coward they’ve seen
Only you know what the real truth was
That this killing was obscene

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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