Trapper Song Songtext
von Trey Parker
Trapper Song Songtext
I can catch a helpless animal
Skin it with my bare hands
I wake up muddy
And I go to bed bloody
′Cause I'm a trappin′ man
I can brave the nastiest weather (weather)
Even if it's 80 below (below)
My pa was an elephant, but that's irrelevant
My ma was an Eskimo
I eat rabbits′ heads for breakfast (breakfast)
With beaver bile on the side (the side)
My mind′s magnificent, my body no different
I'm full of trapper pride
Yo-ho (yo-ho, yo-ho)
Rip their fur
Cut their skin with my knife
Yo-ho (yo-ho, yo-ho)
One thing′s for sure
Nothin' like a trappin′ life
I'm badder than the baddest sailor (sailor)
I make love to women ten feet tall (good lord)
I′ve got a chest of wonder and balls of thunder
I can break right through a wall
I love the sound of metal (metal)
Snapping on an animal's head (ka-chink)
Sometimes they scamper, sometimes they whimper
But they always end up dead
I've always wanted to be somebody
Who didn′t get pushed around
Now that I′m a trapper
I'm the meanest guy around
Second meanest
The blood of a fresh-cut rodent
Is as sweet as brandy wine
And the brain of an antelope tastes like cantaloupe
What a yummy life
Yo-ho (yo-ho, yo-ho)
Rip their fur
Cut their eyes out with my knife
Yo-ho (yo-ho, yo-ho)
Skin it with my bare hands
I wake up muddy
And I go to bed bloody
′Cause I'm a trappin′ man
I can brave the nastiest weather (weather)
Even if it's 80 below (below)
My pa was an elephant, but that's irrelevant
My ma was an Eskimo
I eat rabbits′ heads for breakfast (breakfast)
With beaver bile on the side (the side)
My mind′s magnificent, my body no different
I'm full of trapper pride
Yo-ho (yo-ho, yo-ho)
Rip their fur
Cut their skin with my knife
Yo-ho (yo-ho, yo-ho)
One thing′s for sure
Nothin' like a trappin′ life
I'm badder than the baddest sailor (sailor)
I make love to women ten feet tall (good lord)
I′ve got a chest of wonder and balls of thunder
I can break right through a wall
I love the sound of metal (metal)
Snapping on an animal's head (ka-chink)
Sometimes they scamper, sometimes they whimper
But they always end up dead
I've always wanted to be somebody
Who didn′t get pushed around
Now that I′m a trapper
I'm the meanest guy around
Second meanest
The blood of a fresh-cut rodent
Is as sweet as brandy wine
And the brain of an antelope tastes like cantaloupe
What a yummy life
Yo-ho (yo-ho, yo-ho)
Rip their fur
Cut their eyes out with my knife
Yo-ho (yo-ho, yo-ho)
Writer(s): Trey Parker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com