Simmons! Give me a phat beat
Well I got the Blues in a headlock
I got the Blues in my shotgun sight
I got the Blues, they can't get away
Gonna make those dirty Blues say their last goodnight
Then they'll be takin' a dirt nap
Well I got the Blues, they're a bunch of dirtbags
I got the Blues but I got good aim
I got the Blues, they won't leave me alone
Got a shotgun shell for each one with their name
I mighta mispelled Caboose
Yeehaw!
Down home, Lopez
Hop in the jeep
Put the pedal to the metal
And we'll tear across the canyon
While I'm yellin' like a rebel
We may not have a tank
But you can take it to the bank
That I'm the soldier of this boulder
I've got the highest rank
And I intend to use it
I hereby order you to boogie
Not you, Donut, nobody wants to see that
I got the Blues right where I want 'em
I got the Blues, but I got Grif too (orange-bellied bastard)
I got the Blues stuck in this canyon so long
That sometimes I don't know just what to do
Oh wait, yes I do, shoot 'em
Blues, you just got Sarge'd
