I can catch a helpless animal
Skin it with my bare hands
I wake up muddy
I go to bed bloody
Cuz I'm a trappin' man
I can brave the nastiest weather
Even if it's 80 below
My pa was an elephant
But that's irrelivent
My ma was an eskimo
I eat rabbit's heads for breakfast
(I don't know what this line is)
My mind's magnificent
My body no different
I'm full of trapper pride
Yo-ho, ho
Rip their fur, cut their skin with my knife
Yo-ho, ho
One thing's for sure
Nothing like the trappin' life
(something about a sailor)
Make love to women 10 ft. tall
I got a chest of wonder
And balls of thunder
I can break right through a wall
I love the sound of metal
Slapping on an animal's head
Sometimes they shiver
Sometimes they wimper
But they always end up dead
I've always wanted to be somebody
Who didn't get pushed around
Now that I'm a trapper
I'm the meanest guy around
(yelling- Second meanest!)
The blood of a fresh caught rodent
Has the sweet of brandy wine
And the brain of antelope
Tastes like cantalope
What a yummy life!
Yo-ho, yo-ho, yo-ho
I cut their eyes out with my knife
Yo-ho, ho, yo-ho
(Oh, stop! That's sick!)
(Good grief)
(And you were singing in the wrong key)
(No, I wasn't! It was (not sure)! I was singing in E flat minor!)
(The song's in F sharp MAJOR!)