"Let's Legalize Lawyer Hunting"
© Courtney Bernard/DANOLYRICS 2001
A short while back I got a divorce,
After the system had run its course,
I can honestly say I`m down to my last dime,
I started thinking about her attorney,
And how good he`d look strapped to a gurney,
Then a nasty thought flashed across my mind...
Let`s legalize lawyer hunting,
Make it an Olympic sport,
We`ll set up decoy accidents,
A few blocks from the court,
They`ll come in a runnin`,
We`ll be sittin` there a gunnin`,
No bag limits and no harvest report.
You see em on tv, looking all sincere,
Says he feels your pain, through a crooked sneer,
They`re just bottom feeders, but they`d never admit,
They prey off your misery and money's the reason,
So we need a new law, with an open season,
Let`s shoot em all, BAG as many as you can get...
My ex-wife and I, remain good friends,
But me and that lawyer, will never make amends,
Cause it was his idea to rake me over the coals,
I`m waiting for the day pending legislation,
When lawyer hunting`s, my new recreation,
Then he`ll be hangin, by the shed, shot full of holes...
Even though he's old and wrinkled,
And not much of a face,
I think F.Lee would still look good,
Stuffed above my fireplace.
Let`s legalize lawyer hunting,
Make it an Olympic sport,
We`ll set up decoy accidents,
A few blocks from the court,
They`ll come in a runnin`,
We`ll be sittin` there a gunnin`,
No bag limits and no harvest report.
