Bananas At Large - Turdy Point Buck Lyrics
background noise: sipping beer,chorus of laughs and belches, general yooper noiseslemmie tell ya datand you know it's not so much the heat as it is the gosh darn humidityyou know datyou know when you sit there in the bed and you're justsweaty you know and you go to reach for the water onthe nightstand and ya slide right out of bed, and the wife says"stop making so much noise you're waking me up, go to sleep"well lemmie tell yatimes like that make me feel like movin up north ya knowgood ideayeah i'd do it toocourse then i couldn't watch the Packers ya know, the Packers aregosh i like the Packers, i'd do anything for the Packerswho can forget Vince Lombardi ya know, back in the glory years, not me boyya knowyeah well anyhowgettin to be that time of year eh?yeah i'm a deer hunter how do you doi got this deer huntin rappin tale for youi'm so excited, it's my favorite time of yeari love to freeze my buns chasin trophy deerbut don't clap your hands to the stompin of the feetcause ya he's like me he can't keep a steady beat noi got this great big knife cause the hunting is my lifeit's my chance to drink beer and get away from the wifeit's the boys night out acting stupidlysay now baby baby don't you think maybe how bout you and me yeahwell we partied all night never made it to our bunks andi was sittin in the tree stand on the tree dead drunkwindmill blowin 45, temp thirty below,i was freezin to death, then it started to snowso i got down from the tree stand start headin for the truckand thats when i seen it there, the turdy point buckthe turdy point buck?turdy point buck (5x)well he was eight foot tall,weighed twelve thousand pounds,with every step there was a shakin' on the groundhe was so rutiful so beautifulstrutted right out of my dreams,he was created by God just for outdoor magazinesnow i'm not much for thinkin, no i don't do it oftenbut i had an ideato put that turdy pointer in his coffinturdy point buckhhturdy point bucki couldn't get to my grenadesthe howitzer was in the shopmy stomache was tied into a monkey knotya my only hope was betty loushe was da onea combination AK-57 uzzie radar lasar triple barreldouble scoped heat-seakin shotgunturdy point buckhhturdy point buckturdy point buckya dat the women clappin' the the back dere i gotta make datwell he was comin for me gettin bigger and bigger butmy fingers were so frozen i could not pull the triggeri kicked off my boots fired with my big toei was Dirty Harry, John Wayne, and G.I. Joeya dat turday point buck was only 10 feet awayya still i couldn't seem to hit him and he wouldn't run awayand after 20 minutes when the smoke clearedthere were hunters on the ground and the world's biggest deerstanding tall and proud, he looked at me and yawned (ohhhhhhh dear)and then a flash of white, and there he was, gone[cryin and burpin]well seven men got up and then one fell downa big lump of blaze orange, shakin on the groundat first i thought he was one of the boysbut it was a no brother good in law man from illinoisonly cheese-heads in here, right boys?send him back on the next plane ya knowDid ya see the turdy pointer?Did ya see the turdy pointer?Did ya see the turdy pointer?Did ya see the turdy pointer?as we jumped into da trucksayin i'm gonna get that turdy point buckyeah i'm gonna get that turdy point buckhhhturdy point buck (5x)
