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put on your hunting cap
orange-red vest
shotguns ring out
deer season's the best
cars with their carcasses driving back home
back to massachusetts to leave us alone
highways have red lines from blood that's been spilled
trophies of white tails, the best of fresh kill
take off your clothes and put out the lights
bucks and does jumping through the night
cars with their carcasses driving back home
back to massachusetts to leave us alone
hoods and roofs heave and strain from the weight
tell me she's sleeping and she'll be all right
out in the meadow, the deer laying still
out in the meadow, the best of fresh kill