Bar Fight

To be hammered, it's but a hoax

Trying to get men to drop their battles!

At the break of dawn, the trumpet strikes

Gunslingers brawl!, outside the saloon

A bottle broke, a pig just squealed

For mercy, oh, have mercy

Bursting through the door

The aim is clear , he must be that

Drunk on the floor, with no one watching but a *blip* whore

That tries to help him out, picked his pocket with no doubt

That fool won't stand a chance