Shootin’ at Putin  

 

Song lyrics by Chrome Dome Mike Kimbro

 

Read along to my Spoken Verse Performance!

 

 

VERSE 1

 

My wife took the kids to visit her kin.

 

An empty house sure ain’t much fun.

 

So I call up all of my crazy friends.

 

And told ‘em to load up their guns.

 

 

CHORUS

 

Now we’re shootin’ at Putin

 

It’s no mystery.        @  It’s not a mystery.

 

Why we’re shootin’ at Putin…

 

To change history.        @  To alter history.

 

Yeah, it might sound strange,

 

But at the old gun range,       @ But at the target range,

 

We’re shootin’ at Putin,

 

And countin’ down to World War III.

 

 

VERSE 2

 

With your pals watchin’ on the first try.

 

That puts your talents to the test.

 

But it’s a cinch to hit a bullseye,

 

When the target’s on that lily white chest.

 

 

CHORUS

 

Now we’re shootin’ at Putin

 

It’s not a mystery.

 

Why we’re shootin’ at Putin…

 

To alter history.

 

Yeah, it might sound strange,

 

But at the old gun range,

 

We’re shootin’ at Putin

 

And countin’ down to World War III.

 

 

BRIDGE

 

The Russians seem happy to fight

 

When Vladimir gives the order.

 

It’s no secret he’d like to rewrite

 

The Ukraine’s southern border.

 

 

Novorossiya is their intention.

 

Though all aggression they disavow.

 

But I doubt Vlad needs to mention:

 

You’ll join Boris if you displease Moscow.

 

 

Now the first thing to do, after the pillage,

 

Is renaming a town in Vlad’s honor.

 

Like changing Donetsk to Vladimir Village

 

If they don’t then someone’s a goner.

 

 

While the future of Europe does look murky.

 

Our readiness here couldn’t be any higher.

 

I’ve stockpiled a year’s supply of jerky.

 

And I’m a Cheaper Than Dirt! frequent buyer.

 

 

VERSE 3

 

We’re gonna stay until dark.

 

So bring lots of ammo.

 

But on my clothes don’t remark,

 

Cause I don’t look good in camo.

 

 

CHORUS

 

Now we’re shootin’ at Putin

 

It’s not a mystery.

 

Why we’re shootin’ at Putin…

 

To alter history.

 

Yeah, it might sound strange,

 

But at the old gun range,

 

We’re shootin’ at Putin

 

And countin’ down to World War III.

 

 

 

Keywords:  Poems about Russian President Vladimir Putin in the English Language, Poetry about American Gun Ranges, Poems about shooting ranges, Poems about firearms, Song lyrics about ammunition, Poems about Ukraine, Ukrainian Poetry, Songs about New Russia including Crimea, Poems about World War III Preparations.