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Buzzards Of Green Hill

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Buzzards Of Green Hill

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Johnny come lately, all through the county

They come from the city, out here to Green Hill

Driving like bastards

Stomping the throttle

The buzzards of Green Hill grow fat on road kill.

Awwwwww,

Little Fuzzy Wuzzy was a baby bear,

Little Fuzzy Wuzzy didn't have no hair,

Little Fuzzy Wuzzy wasn't fuzzy was he

But he didn't give a good hot damn.

Little Ruby had a purry kitty cat

Brother ran him off with a tee-ball bat

Out on the Green Hill the little kitty cat sat

Til he met a '96 Dodge Ram.

Johnny come lately, all through the county

They come from the city, out here to Green Hill

Driving like bastards

Stomping the throttle

The buzzards of Green Hill grow fat on road kill.

Old John Donovon was drinkin' late

Took his car keys and taunted fate

Swervin' cross the interstate,

Crashed a mother and her son cold dead.

Took John Donovan hucked him in jail

He dipped in his wallet and posted bail

Headed back home before sunrise shine

And slept in his very own bed.

This little piggy won't cast a stone,

This little piggy won't pick the bone,

But these little piggies won't stand alone when justice needs to be fed.

Johnny come lately, all through the county

They come from the city, out here to Green Hill

Driving like bastards

Stomping the throttle

The buzzards of Green Hill grow fat on road kill.

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