I wore a shirt one day with a machine gun silhouette
Sportin’ a rainbow clip
I had this gun guy staring at me wondering where I got it
And he just about flipped over it
I don’t know his name, yeah, but just the same
He buys a literal mountain of death
And I lost five or six bidding wars against him
Yeah, until I had no money left
I said, until I had no money left
Yeah, until I had no money left
Oh!

I don’t want you getting hurt, if you’re too disappointed
If the feathers are broken and dead
The birds look good in person, but not in the photos
And super vice versa, I bet
I’ve seen the auctioneer getting pretty frustrated
If something good gets underbid
When I went down there, I got pretty damned suspicious
But he seems like a pretty good kid
Yeah, he seems like a pretty good kid
Well, he seems like a pretty good kid

This joint’s been around for awhile
And it feels like the same old crowd each time
But there’s always that chance of a shill-biddin' trucker
Trying to help the old man make a dime
There’s one gun guy coming straight out of Texas
Doesn’t keep not one for himself
He’s got a kingdom of gun shops
He likes to decorate 'em
With the trophies of somebody else
Yeah, the trophies of somebody else
Well, the trophies of somebody else