Tyranny of the Hunt - Colonel Claypool's Bucket Of Bernie Brains

The tyranny of the hunt

Will take you by surprise

It'll cloud the most unobstructed eye

The unpliable will ply

I tore a chunk from my finger

Red droplets to the floor

Suddenly it hits me I won't be violining anymore

The tyranny of the hunt

The tyranny of the hunt

The tyranny of the hunt

So goes the tyranny of the hunt

The tyranny of the hunt

Broke his morals down

Left him standing in the bathroom

With his trousers on the ground

You may be drawn by sight

You may be drawn by smell

You might be led to Xanadu

Or sent off straight to hell

The tyranny of the hunt

The tyranny of the hunt

The tyranny of the hunt

So goes the tyranny of the hunt

So goes the tyranny of the hunt

A Petaluma man

Showed his gal a trick

He took a needle full of cocaine

And he shot it in his prick

They say he got the gangrene

The pain it wouldn't stop

And when he took a hot bath that night

His pecker floated to the top

The tyranny of the hunt

The tyranny of the hunt

The tyranny of the hunt

So goes the tyranny of the hunt

The tyranny of the hunt

The tyranny of the hunt

The tyranny of the hunt

So goes the tyranny of the hunt

The tyranny of the hunt

Will take you by surprise

It'll cloud the most unobstructed eye

The unpliable will ply

You may be drawn by sight

You may be drawn by smell

You might be led to Xanadu

Or sent off straight to hell

The tyranny of the hunt

The tyranny of the hunt

The tyranny of the hunt

The tyranny of the hunt

The tyranny of the hunt

The tyranny of the hunt

The tyranny of the hunt

So goes the tyranny of the hunt

Hunt

The tyranny of the hunt

The tyranny of the hunt

The tyranny of the hunt

So goes the tyranny of the hunt

The tyranny of the hunt

The tyranny of the hunt

The tyranny of the hunt

So goes the tyranny of the hunt

Hunt