March 30th 1958 by Tractor Operator Lyrics

And with regard to the one you love
The bullets are ours
You'll take one for the team
Take one for the family
She liked horses
He would shoot them from the back porch
In the summertime
He hurt them deeply

The world is a rooster and I am a hen
And my thoughts are..? My thoughts are..?
I am a hen, my thoughts are..?
The world is a rooster and I am a hen

And he liked the ladies
The ones that would become our mothers
He hurt them deeply
I'm glad he's underground
Cause when you're tired and you're drunk
You might as well act like a fool
The world is a rooster and I am a hen
And my thoughts are..? My thoughts are..?
The world is a rooster and I am a hen
And my thoughts are..? And my thoughts are..?
The world is a rooster and I am a hen
And my thoughts are..? My thoughts are...
Like eggs