Terrible Shotgun

I quietly approach my home To find my door wide open There’s no way in hell I left it like that Is it raiders or is it ghouls One two three four You better grab your gun And lock the door Five six seven eight You gotta shoot that ghoul Right in his face Nine ten eleven twelve Grab a handful of those shells Aim for your life And not for fun Gotta Protect what’s yours Terrible shotgun I slowly creep into my home Carefully checking every dark corner As I make my way to the gun chest Where I keep old terrible One two three four You better grab your gun And lock the door Five six seven eight You gotta shoot that ghoul Right in his face Nine ten eleven twelve Grab a handful of those shells Aim for your life And not for fun Gotta Protect what’s yours Terrible shotgun I open the chest And grab my shotgun Checking the barrel To see if she’s loaded I cock her back And put one in the chamber Where you at motherfucker I hear footsteps Approaching my door The foul odor of rotting flesh Starts to fill the air It’s a ghoul God damnit it’s a ghoul I put one round right in his chest One quick flash a bloody mess Second round Right through the skull Lead and brains fly down the hall I hear more shrieking From the woods Barricade the windows and doors Aim for life and not for fun Gotta protect what’s yours Terrible shot gun One two three four You better grab your gun And lock the door Five six seven eight You gotta shoot that ghoul Right in his face Nine ten eleven twelve Grab a handful of those shells Aim for your life And not for fun Gotta Protect what’s yours Terrible shotgun