Lyrics:

Here's to the man, created the gun
If you could see, what it has done
Here's to the man, uses the gun
Kills all kinds of creatures, just for fun
He's on the hunt, we're on the run
Is there remorse, when the killing is done?
Great and sunny said the man on the airwaves, great and sunny
The epitome of a California spring day
Johnny and Butch, two young boys
Looking for adventure this hot California spring day
The game today, cops and robbers
'Well I'll get my daddy's gun, He keeps it on the shelf next to the
Dirty picture books, I've seen it many times, I know, he doesn't know
That I know but I know it all 'cause I'm a good climber I can climb
All around, just watch me go well there I go. See. Bang Bang!
Here's to the man, who holsters the gun
For it has taken, his only son